After The Pain - Ice Billion Berg

It done been a couple months now, God been lettin blessings up now

The homie told me I was drunk in love, I said «shit I was strung out»

People told me we should double back but I don’t really see the luck in that

Now I’m the one all the women been bustin at, they shoot they shot, I bust back

But it seems I can’t love no mo, honestly ion trust these hoes

To be real all I wanna start a family, I’m too trill to be doin it for the ‘gram

I guess my pride got me kinda in a jam but I don’t give a damn, I’m the man

I know they wanted me to scream «fuck it» but that ain’t me, I just went from

being in love to having love for ya

Baby you was my rider

Baby you was my ride or die

Baby you was my rider

Baby you was my ride or die

Now I’m just thumbin through the check, thumbin through the check

Kinda because of you I’m becoming the best

I won’t lie there’s been nights I ain’t slept, I won’t lie its been meals I’ve

missed

Lost focus, almost lost it all, regained my composure and re-started to ball

On some drunk nights I reach out and call, at least the ones when I’m feeling

they long

Baby you was my rider

Baby you was my ride or die

Baby you was my rider

(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)

Baby you was ride or die

(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)

Man it seem when our life went digital, business start slippin through

We start drinkin mo, fights got physical

I started having visions of other men kissin you

I still try to fight for you, guess I wasn’t gettin through

Still down to ride for you, still right here for you

No matter if ion hear from you, shit, but I guess my soft side is still my down

fall

Cause I still let you vibe when the vibe off

Thought about us last time I was in Bal Harbor but it’ll be a long time before

I’m Chanel shopping

Huh, you made it hard for these women especially ones who I feel all about the

image

And not to sound innocent and just point the finger

It prolly was my fault and I prolly won’t admit it

And the way I was living was prolly whack but you won’t get a nigga back like

that

Baby you was my rider

Baby you was ride or die

Baby you was rider

(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)

Baby you was ride or die

(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you…)