Baby put that out

I don't let nobody smoke in here

You sounded woke on the telephone

But faded you don't say much

I think I wanna go somewhere

I don't like the quiet that's

Why you got invited

Oh f**k it my ride's coming

My ride's coming

My ride's coming

My ride's coming

My ride

Streetlights on wet pavement

City shining twice

Let me out

Kitty corner

From the paradise

They used to know me here

Haven't used that name in years

Been a woman too long

For that song now

I been lost and I found out

High supply just drives your cost down

They don't want you involved

Just want you around

Walking in

I gotta step over

A pretty thing leaning her

Head on her own shoulder

I don't ask

If she's alright

'Cause I think she'd lie tonight

That her ride's coming

Her ride's coming

Her ride's coming

Her ride's

Bad news on the television

Two for ones on everything

Don't want no one talking to me

I just watch the flat screen

Closed captions pass

Looks like gender's over

Race came back

Faith is a hammer with a

Book for a handle

And people in power can edit the past

Can put your hands behind your back

To read you someone else's rights

First the sirens then the lights

That looks like your ride

Your ride

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride's coming

Your ride