Let's Ride
Wale Feat. Daniel Merriweather Lyrics


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You know guys, it’s really Nick’s decision, dude, what happens with this mixtape.
This is totally “100 Miles and Running,” dude.
I couldn’t get any drops from any famous people so I’m just gonna say it myself, dude.
I appreciate you downloading the mixtape, however.
You got it, whatever, you know, Catchdubs/Wale thing.
So, what I need you to do right now is roll your windows up keep blowin’ on something – the AC blowin’ on you.
Tell your girl don’t talk to you for about 2 minutes and 30 seconds, 3 minutes, or however long we about to do it.
Yeah, you, don’t say nothing, okay? Just bob your head like you get it

Peace to Maryland, but still an uptown roamer
Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma
The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow
Necessarily rough ‘em, I’m a fightin’ armadillo
No fumbalaya, no fumblerooski
One choke of this you a note from Mariah high
Wale they call me Tiger Stripes
I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine
With that MJ flow they hurl mine to my
So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine
Go inside the mind, you will find the mine
You see my mind’s a bomb sittin’ behind my eyes
Detonating when I rhyme a rhyme
So in layman’s terms my words burn
There you lyin’ a rhyme
Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side
They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines
But the same deposition take an L every time
And I’m no ‘Los Rogers, no Mike Williams
Holla at ya boy young Roy’s in the kill shit
Home of the terrapins, beware of the Gilchrist
Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit
A bad mothafucka, where that MILFs at?
I work overtime, Millsap
Y’all Millhouse, blew y’all head
Pause, you not near Wa-le
Who not fear? Dawg, yeah, dawg, you, them E-T-C
I.E. I get sick, white tee, I be kicks
Ya’ll be highly obliged when I drop my shit

Me and you I think we should ride
Come on come on come on come on
Don't worry just done get inside
Come on come on come on come on

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first
But still how you niggas I get jacks on the first
In search of my perfection, no gotta love it further
In search of my direction, my genre is certain
It’s hip-hop, not pop
Been waiting for the real, real long like skirts at a sock-hop
I like bitches in Air Maxes without socks
And when they wear makeup I’m like “No sir”
I can’t fuck with the alter
Sorta like a dyke that I altar
I gotta bounce, I don’t call her
I just bounce like there’s no hole
Barry Sanders on turf
That means I have no block
True, indeed, I don’t rep no block
I rep for the people that rep hip-hop
And it don’t stop
I went to school with the white boys
So I can understand the plight for ‘em
But I don’t mean to finna fight for ‘em
I ran the street with the street niggas
So I can understand police victims
But I don’t mean to finna speak for ‘em
I mean to speak for ‘em
With the s’more from the narrative
Check it
And you can tell everyone
I ain’t finna lie and I ain’t finna fake
It’s Wale Folarin, I tell you how it is
State your fuckin’ biz
If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss
And talk some more shit
Ready? Huh

Me and you I think we should ride
Come on come on come on come on




Don't worry just done get inside
Come on come on come on come on

Overall Meaning

The intro of "Let's Ride" by Wale featuring Daniel Merriweather begins with a conversation between two individuals about a mixtape. Then the beat drops, and the lyrics kick in with Wale's smooth and confident flow. He starts by shouting out his home state, Maryland, and how he's still an uptown roamer who can bring people out of their comas with his strong aroma. In this verse, he uses wordplay and metaphors to describe his fighting spirit, toughness, and uniqueness.


In the second verse, Wale showcases his versatility by switching up his flow and cadence. He raps about his dedication to hip-hop and how he doesn't compromise his art for mainstream success. He mentions his preference for unconventional women and how he won't change himself to fit societal norms. He also touches on his experiences growing up in different environments and how he can relate to different groups of people. Overall, the song is a lyrical showcase of Wale's skills as a rapper and his dedication to staying true to his craft.


Line by Line Meaning

You know guys, it’s really Nick’s decision, dude, what happens with this mixtape.
Nick has the final say in what happens with this mixtape.


This is totally '100 Miles and Running,' dude.
This is similar to '100 Miles and Running.'


I couldn’t get any drops from any famous people so I’m just gonna say it myself, dude.
No famous people gave me drops so I have to say it myself.


I appreciate you downloading the mixtape, however.
Thank you for downloading the mixtape.


You got it, whatever, you know, Catchdubs/Wale thing.
You know it, it's a Catchdubs/Wale collaboration.


So, what I need you to do right now is roll your windows up keep blowin’ on something – the AC blowin’ on you.
Roll up your windows and turn on the AC.


Tell your girl don’t talk to you for about 2 minutes and 30 seconds, 3 minutes, or however long we about to do it.
Tell your girl to be quiet for the duration of the song.


Yeah, you, don’t say nothing, okay? Just bob your head like you get it
Don't say anything, just nod in agreement.


Peace to Maryland, but still an uptown roamer
Greetings to Maryland, but I still roam uptown.


Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma
My scent is strong enough to awaken those who are in a coma.


The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow
Wake up and remove your face from the pillow.


Necessarily rough ‘em, I’m a fightin’ armadillo
I'm a tough fighter like an armadillo.


No fumbalaya, no fumblerooski
No mistakes, no trickery.


One choke of this you a note from Mariah high
One puff of this and you'll be really high.


Wale they call me Tiger Stripes
My name is Wale, but they call me Tiger Stripes.


I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine
I will always outshine anyone who tries to copy me.


With that MJ flow they hurl mine to my
My flow is like Michael Jordan's, they try to compare but it's not the same.


So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine
Our mindsets don't align.


Go inside the mind, you will find the mine
If you look into my mind, you'll find what's mine.


You see my mind’s a bomb sittin’ behind my eyes
My mind is explosive, ready to create.


Detonating when I rhyme a rhyme
My creativity is explosive when I freestyle.


So in layman’s terms my words burn
In simple terms, my lyrics are hot.


There you lyin’ a rhyme
Do you have better lyrics?


Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five
This guy also has a regular job.


Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
I'm the best rapper on this side of the city.


Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side
Even those who dislike me appreciate this side of the city.


They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines
They were similar to me in terms of their lyrics.


But the same deposition take an L every time
But they always lose in the end like me.


And I’m no ‘Los Rogers, no Mike Williams
I'm not like Los Rogers or Mike Williams.


Holla at ya boy young Roy’s in the kill shit
Young Roy is killing it.


Home of the terrapins, beware of the Gilchrist
I'm from the same place as the terrapins, watch out for the Gilchrist family.


Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit
Weed is no longer popular, people are using pills now.


A bad mothafucka, where that MILFs at?
I'm a bad guy, where are the MILFs at?


I work overtime, Millsap
I work a lot like Millsap.


Y’all Millhouse, blew y’all head
You guys are weak and got blown away.


Pause, you not near Wa-le
You can't compare to Wale.


Who not fear? Dawg, yeah, dawg, you, them E-T-C
Who's not afraid? You guys, etc.


I.E. I get sick, white tee, I be kicks
I.E. I get sick, wear a white tee and cool kicks.


Ya’ll be highly obliged when I drop my shit
You guys will love my new music when I release it.


I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first
I can't guarantee that this verse will be better than the previous one.


But still how you niggas I get jacks on the first
But I still manage to impress you guys on the first verse.


In search of my perfection, no gotta love it further
I'm looking for perfection, no need to love it more.


In search of my direction, my genre is certain
I'm searching for my direction, my genre is clear.


It’s hip-hop, not pop
My genre is hip-hop, not pop music.


Been waiting for the real, real long like skirts at a sock-hop
I've been waiting a long time for the real music to come back.


I like bitches in Air Maxes without socks
I like women who wear Air Maxes without socks.


And when they wear makeup I’m like “No sir”
I don't like when they wear too much makeup.


I can’t fuck with the alter
I can't mess with things that aren't real.


Sorta like a dyke that I altar
It's like changing the nature of something, like changing a dyke.


I gotta bounce, I don’t call her
I have to leave, I won't call her.


I just bounce like there’s no hole
I leave right away without any hesitation.


Barry Sanders on turf
I move quickly and gracefully like Barry Sanders on a football field.


That means I have no block
That means no one can stop me.


True, indeed, I don’t rep no block
It's true, I don't represent any particular area or neighborhood.


I rep for the people that rep hip-hop
I represent the people who love hip-hop.


And it don’t stop
And it doesn't end here.


I went to school with the white boys
I went to school with white people.


So I can understand the plight for ‘em
So I can understand their struggles.


But I don’t mean to finna fight for ‘em
But I'm not trying to fight for them.


I ran the street with the street niggas
I grew up with people from the streets.


So I can understand police victims
So I can understand those who have been victimized by the police.


But I don’t mean to finna speak for ‘em
But I'm not trying to speak for them.


I mean to speak for ‘em
I mean to represent them accurately.


With the s’more from the narrative
With a more complete and authentic perspective.


Check it
Listen carefully.


And you can tell everyone
And you can let everyone know.


I ain’t finna lie and I ain’t finna fake
I won't lie or pretend.


It’s Wale Folarin, I tell you how it is
It's Wale Folarin, I'm always honest.


State your fuckin’ biz
State your intentions clearly.


If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss
If you're about to hate, then stop it.


And talk some more shit
And say something meaningful.


Ready? Huh
Are you ready?


Me and you I think we should ride
You and me, we should hang out.


Don't worry just done get inside
Don't worry, just come inside.




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@illtakethebox

Only the real ones with the iPod video with the clicking wheel here

@NewportBox100s

Classic from 07!!!

@redd3yeviibeztm163

THEY WAS MAD AT HIM IN HIS MIXTAPE DAYS!! 🤣😂 They still mad but what evs. DMV STAND UP! We time traveling today in PITTSBURGH 🎉👑

@brandonbloomer6499

TIL THIS DAY!

@adamwhitehead1253

Jazzy as fuck Wale too smooth