Nowhere Else I'd Rather Be

I look for passage through the windows of the masses

Between the storm clouds, but they generally just pass us

And there's some days that I'm stuck between two magnets

It's a crisis in the format of a habit

Truth is, I'm up top in my head doing gymnastics

And not one piece of advice is gonna stop this

Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)

Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)

There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)

Than here with you, here with me (Oh)

There's a spot down on the west side whеre we sit at

Twenty yеars now, but it feels just like a minute

Same placement, but it hits a little bit different, yeah

It's madhouse, all I'm saying, this shit's crazy

And I'm so thankful for the good life with my lady

Now I'm a father to that lady's little babies

Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)

Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)

There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)

Than here with you, here with me (Oh)

Through it all, you ride, you ride with me

Driving crazy, broken streets

There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)

Than here with you, here with me (Oh)

Yeah

Oh

Yeah, we ride, yeah, we ride

Yeah, we ride, yeah, we ride