[Intro]
Pharaoh
This is strictly so I could ride to it
Pharaoh
This is strictly so I could ride
[Verse 1]
My fur is golden
Do I deserve the opportunity to turn up?
Shit, sort of like a spur of the moment
My cup holding some brew, herb from the old earth too
Both in tune molding to make new
Itself in the system of a temptation victim
The template for dominion over self that you knew
In tenth grade, I seldom paid attention
Delved in a space that was detention
Troublemaker mesmerized peering through her textures left breathless
While she coming at my neck with lectures, pump the brakes
My daddy never taught me how to treat a lady
He taught me how to cheat and leave three babies
I plan to deviate, just give me some motherfucking time
I'm in the dungeon just focused on busting a rhyme
Let the beat ride, let the beat ride
Vin and B-Ri at a g's side
I was destined for the glory
The blessings, the worries, I'm guessing
[Hook]
This is strictly so I could ride to it
I wish I was baptized to it
When I die, Just have me lie to it
Let the beat knock so bitches can start to bop to it
Where you at, Sir Framig?
In the back with royalty
Pharaoh
This is strictly so I could ride to it
[Verse 2]
Bottle of Jack Daniels in the booster seat
I came a long way from who I used to be
Rearrangement of the nucleus
I'm at that point where I'm not new to this
I went from the love of my life to the fuck of the night
Clutching her thighs, applying pressure, busting pipes on a nudist
Getting quite comfortable in Lucifer's grip
Hoes and blunts the size of screwdrivers and dynamite sticks
Vices in my peripheral, I been exposed
Going against expected roles
Like roll of film capturing design of tombstone
The years that I would roam the earth and then extending those
Basements and garages, chasing mirages
Mason jars of blazing stars instead of breaking jaws
Racing thoughts like adjacent cars, I'm off this
[Hook]
This is strictly so I could ride to it
I wish I was baptized to it
When I die, Just have me lie to it
Let the beat knock so bitches can start to bop to it
Where you at, Sir Framig?
In the back with royalty
Pharaoh
This is strictly so I could ride to it
[Bridge]
Pharaoh (Pharaoh)
In the back with royalty (in the back with royalty)
Pharaoh (Pharaoh)
This is strictly so I could ride to it
[Verse 3]
Shivering on the balcony
Silver spoon? no, sliver of the moon guiding me
My bitch is dolled up in the ballroom
I just performed at where everybody bowed for me
My town just crowned me, an R&B singer surrounded by syringes
I had to get some fresh air, I couldn't let them crowd me
Claustrophobic around seventy-five percent
Of the clock, the potion got me rocking and it's not eroding
Crossfaded, I took a little more than a drop of the ocean
This the destination we dreamed of
Accomplishments, constant compliments and I'm lost hoping
I get premium service in purgatory
I was in the womb with a 40
In a room in tune with a shorty
In a tomb with a story
[Hook]
This is strictly so I could ride to it
I wish I was baptized to it
When I die, Just have me lie to it
Let the beat knock so bitches can start to bop to it
Where you at, Sir Framig?
In the back with royalty
Pharaoh
This is strictly so I could ride to it
[Outro]
Pharaoh (Pharaoh)
In the back with royalty (in the back with royalty)
Pharaoh (Pharaoh)
This is strictly so I could ride to it
