Lyrics:
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
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
and tide wait for no one
Put your shoulder to the wheel
Give your best and take flight
Use your smile as your shield
You may fall on stony ground
Hold
won’t hurt no more
Put your shoulder to the wheel
Put your shoulder to the wheel
I’ll sip some liquor, slip a pill
Then I won’t feel the way I feel
I
To stop me feeling blue
Work
Put your shoulder to the wheel
Put your shoulder to the wheel
I’ll sip some liquor, slip a pill
Then I won’t feel the way I
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
matter? Who am I to judge?
I'll put my shoulder to the wheel, give it a little nudge
The wheel didn't budge voices kept saying no
Overcome my own
Will always help when you're feeling down,
On the ground,
You're friends
Will put a shoulder to the wheel
I feel
REPEAT.....
FRIENDS
This is
(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
me breaking shit down with a dozer
Build my own shit put the city on my shoulder
I can feel the rain in the air it ain't sweet
I can see my wheel in
only time getting older
Is angry youth & soldier, is only wheel & shoulder
Is only wheel & shoulder, all I see is hungry youth & soldier
And there no
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
put the seats back
Wheels up, put the seats back
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Some days I can't believe how far we made
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
my Bronco
Oh no- here comes a cop but I can't stop I'm about to ohhhhhh! Yea!!
Put your hand on the wheel
Shoulder right back
And bop your
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
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
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
Grab the wheel (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I need you to put it in reverse
Risk it all if that's what it's worth
Grab
shoulder dip that shoulder
You been talking but you playing
I ain't worried what you saying
There's 100 on my dash
I put 200 on her a**
That's 300 on the gas
you have to let ma know
Put your hand pon her back
And pull her in close
Tip pon toe
Wheel it back now here we go
Since last week
I've been
low
Make a chicken wing and give it a spin
One more time, let's get it again
Shrug your shoulders like you just don't know
Put them up high and drop
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