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