Ride Like Nat Love

[Intro]
Black hat
Black heart
Dust on my shoes
Whole crew play the outlaw part (yeah)
[Verse 1]
I grew up where the fences lean
Houses half fixed, pockets half a dream
Mama in the kitchen, bills in a pile
I was counting up scars, counting every mile
Heard stories ‘bout riders that took what they need
No sheriff ever showed, just hunger and greed
So I studied them legends, Nat Love on the page
Then I wrote my own chapter, inked it on the stage (hey)
[Chorus]
I ride like Nat Love, out the mud, out the gutter
Turn a back road kid to a diamond under pressure
Whole gang by my side, that’s my tribe, that’s my brothers
On a long dark trail where we only got each other
I ride like Nat Love, if they doubt, let ‘em doubt it
We was born in the dust, made a crown up about it
From the dirt to the throne, every mile, every cut
I ride like Nat Love, ain’t nobody gonna cut us off
[Verse 2]
Used to flip little packs just to flip the rent
Laid low from the law, heart cold, half bent
Had a circle of misfits, scars for a crest
We was broke but we dressed like we run the whole West
Turn a cracked front porch to a council hall
Talk plans, talk pain, turn a loss to a haul
Every run, every risk, every late-night plot
Was a train that we grabbed, pulled it straight from the lot (skrrt)
[Chorus]
I ride like Nat Love, out the mud, out the gutter
Turn a back road kid to a diamond under pressure
Whole gang by my side, that’s my tribe, that’s my brothers
On a long dark trail where we only got each other
I ride like Nat Love, if they doubt, let ‘em doubt it
We was born in the dust, made a crown up about it
From the dirt to the throne, every mile, every cut
I ride like Nat Love, ain’t nobody gonna cut us off
[Bridge]
Yeah, I know ‘bout wanted posters
Wrong face on the front, same story on the shoulders
Judge me by the jacket, not the heart I hide
They don’t see how many nights I kept my people alive (nah)
Every scar on my hand like a line in a map
Every friend in my gang know I’m dyin’ for that
If the sun go down and we still not done
We just tighten them reins and we ride ‘til it come (ride)
[Chorus]
I ride like Nat Love, out the mud, out the gutter
Turn a back road kid to a diamond under pressure
Whole gang by my side, that’s my tribe, that’s my brothers
On a long dark trail where we only got each other
I ride like Nat Love, if they doubt, let ‘em doubt it
We was born in the dust, made a crown up about it
From the dirt to the throne, every mile, every cut
I ride like Nat Love, ain’t nobody gonna cut us off (nah)

rap, Dusty Western trap beat with swung hi-hats, booming 808s, and eerie whistle-style lead. Male vocals, tight pocket rap on verses with occasional double-time bursts; hook explodes with layered ad-lib chants and octave-doubled main vocal. Sparse guitars pluck in the background, sub-bass glues the low end, and the bridge pulls the drums down to let the storytelling sit front and center before the final hook hits hardest., hip hop