Listen to Ridin' On E by Amp Melo, Chubby Wallets & Wrekonize

Ridin' On E

Amp Melo, Chubby Wallets & Wrekonize

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Amp Melo

Vocals

Chubby Wallets

Performer

Wrekonize

Vocals

Edward Thomas Kelley

Edward Thomas Kelley

Bass Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Edward Thomas Kelley

Edward Thomas Kelley

Songwriter

Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente

Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente

Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Rolling in my ford focus hatchback

Way back

Smoking and joking and posting hashtags

Back when we was driving just to drive

Pushing 100 in Raul's beamer, and almost died

But we lived to tell the tale

That's just another story

Freestyling in the whip

It's a holy ceremony

With no place to be

We just the blaze the beats

Burn the gas to E

While we turn the street

Oh we gon turn it up and pass the aux

Rappin' in a circle and it rarely ever stops

Roll the windows down so everybody know it knocks

Blowin smoke to the sky as we cruise down the block

Work in the morning but we really don't care

Them summer nights surprise you

A essence in the air

I remember I was there

Had my lady in my chair

Late nights turn to moments that you never knew was there

It's San Jo to Santa Cruz daily

Taqueria stops

17

880

Dreaming bout the future and exactly where we're headed

We was scheming bout touring

We was ridin' unleaded

Put my last bit of cash

For a gallon on a dash

Ain't trying to go home

Trying to make the moment last

I was young

Naive and so free

Feels like an old dream

When I was Ridin' On E

I AIN'T GOTTA LOTTA GAS IN THE TANK

RIDIN' ON E, AND EVERYBODY SMOKE DANK

I JUST PULL UP AND DO MY THING

I PULL UP

I PULL UP

AND DO MY THING, YEAH

Cause I done been around the way

Cruisin round this city from night to day

Burn it up you can feel that breeze

All the memories hit me

BACK WHEN I WAS RIDIN' ON E

I AIN'T GOTTA LOTTA GAS IN THE TANK

RIDIN' ON E, AND EVERYBODY SMOKE DANK

I JUST PULL UP AND DO MY THING

I PULL UP

I PULL UP

AND DO MY THING, YEAH

Cause I done been around the way

Cruisin round this city from night to day

Burn it up you can feel that breeze

All the memories hit me

BACK WHEN I WAS RIDIN' ON E

Riding on E like an old school melody

Come as you are no more no less to me

Back in Hollywood we were all endlessly

Trying to find a way to make a dollar into legacy

Riders on the storm hold fast steadily

Balance on the waves Rough surf no clemency

Can't stop if I'm hungry it's my pedigree

To keep on going Counting stars that's my destiny

I stayed up later than I probably should

Burning candles on the mantle too many that's Norwegian Wood

It's getting hot In here I feel It in my epidermis

Every move I make I second guess I'm getting nervous

But I kept it going just on the fumes

Tank Empty but I wanna fly like Howard Hughes

I see what money greed and power do

And I just wanna be around to see the sun rise and flowers bloom

I roamed around the battles in them early days

Trying to prove myself show them cats I had a vertebrae

I was broke more than most on certain days

Which made me hungry on the beats increase the murder rate

There's my cash for a gallon on the dash

Ain't trying to go home trying make the moment last

I was young running high on no sleep

Feels like an old dream when I was riding on E

I AIN'T GOTTA LOTTA GAS IN THE TANK

RIDIN' ON E, AND EVERYBODY SMOKE DANK

I JUST PULL UP AND DO MY THING

I PULL UP

I PULL UP

AND DO MY THING, YEAH

Cause I done been around the way

Cruisin round this city from night to day

Burn it up you can feel that breeze

All the memories hit me

BACK WHEN I WAS RIDIN' ON E

I AIN'T GOTTA LOTTA GAS IN THE TANK

RIDIN' ON E, AND EVERYBODY SMOKE DANK

I JUST PULL UP AND DO MY THING

I PULL UP

I PULL UP

AND DO MY THING, YEAH

Cause I done been around the way

Cruisin round this city from night to day

Burn it up you can feel that breeze

All the memories hit me

BACK WHEN I WAS RIDIN' ON E

Riding on E like an old school melody

Written by: Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente, Edward Thomas Kelley

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