Lyrics:
that were stolen
(So how'd you keep going?)
I put my shoulder to the wheel
And I just kept rollin'
You can call it religion
Walkin' into the mystic
that were stolen
(So how'd you keep going?)
I put my shoulder to the wheel
And I just kept rollin'
You can call it religion
Walkin' into the mystic
You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga I got you, yeah
You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga I got you, yeah
(ayy)
I'm clean in this bitch (okay)
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this bitch (ayy, ayy)
Nigga buck, Carbon 15 in this bitch (okay)
This Grand Hustle
(ayy)
I'm clean in this bitch (okay)
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this bitch (ayy, ayy)
Nigga buck, Carbon 15 in this bitch (okay)
This Grand Hustle
chrome on the wheels
I'm a grown-up for real
If you feeling like a pimp
Nigga, go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies is pimps too
Go and brush your
baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
wheel
The kick real fuck a car crash dickhead
I'll really throw you through a windshield
Fuck ya accolades
I'm really tryin' to hear the
Pain that ya pen
Lately I've been drinking too much
Lately I've been smoking too much
Like the stars are close enough to touch
I'm fucked up
Baby let me roll
Dip that shoulder dip that shoulder
Dip that shoulder dip that shoulder
You been working up my patience
All this time you keep me waiting
Dip that
Why you staring you better fix your face
I keep trucking along 96 degrees until the sun is all gone and
I put my shoulder to the wheel
You can't hold me
The mike is the gat and the wheels is the trigger
Grab a haze, knowin' every city that I rip
Got crazy dollars 'cause I always keep a grip
Get down with
forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go
humming.
Keeps my motor running.
I like the way you keep it humming.
[Mary:]
Hey!
[All:]
You're my driving wheel.
[Scherrie:]
You better
and stability
We tryna build immunity
And all these racist people in power is what keeps fueling me
I'ma go hard til the wheels fall off
I'ma go hard til
with no shoulder pad, ain't no holding back
Keep detractors on they heels
Still I don't deserve a break 'til it's woodgrain in my wheel
Put The Wood name
I can ride my bike with no wheels at all
No wheels at all
No wheels at all
I can ride my bike with no wheels at all
No wheels at all
No wheels at all
death
On a country road far from town
I stare by the wheel just as sure as I feel
That there won't be but one sound
That's the wheel that keeps
The wheels keep turnin
The smoke keep burnin
They say they real
But real talk real talk
I ain't ever heard em
The wheels keep turnin
The smoke
Shoulders and I’m spinning
With the baddies and they clicking
You don’t know what you missing
I’m the paper that they printing
Shoulders got love in em
a run, a run, run
Now freeze like a statue as if you been stunned
Then spin like a wheel, but only spin once
Head, shoulders, knees and toes
I said, head,
shit funny
But it's still sunny outside
So I keep smiling, I won't start wilin'
I just keep living my life
Can't keep me down, me down
(It's only
on the wheel"
Keep your hands on the wheel
Keep your hands on the wheel
Keep your hands on the wheel
On the wheel
Wrong, that's one thing I never understood
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