Lyrics:
1, 2, 3, 4 to the 5'10
Light brown eyes, bet you they rewind when
I walk by, squawk by, high five them
Get real awkward turtle if they give
find me surrounded by the kings
Locked and loaded brother I am there
Hold up let me get sharp
Tonight I plan to play with honey
Lord forgive me if I sin
think every day that I'll be hit by a train
Or a bus or a car or get punched in the face
I spend so much time inside of my brain
That I love the color
the heat in a flash
Screams roam thru the attic cause a rapper is dead
Norview bred, I ride til the wheels don't tread
Grandy park is the fam, don't get
Said, I wouldn't talk about this again
Said, I wouldn't make sadness my friend
Said, so much said
But here we go again
Tired of riding this bus
Guess
to hide
Rent me like the bike
You left by the bus stop
Just use me again
Use me like Obama years
Use me like Obama years
Rent me like Obama years
Rent me
Wyoming is big as a mother's embrace. I fell into her arms like an angel from grace. Like an angel asleep at the wheel of his Ford, pulled living
like I trailed you on da pegs
(I'm at my own pace)
Whip da wheel wit one hand, off hand grip on her leg
In elementary school I road da short bus wit
messiah
I watched you phase in and phase out
Most you niggas played out, created my own lane
I made out, reinvented the wheel
And kept it movin', forever
faded for paper and sharing some bad advice
I toss my life, regrets to the air like dice
Pound pavement, I aiming to faded to get by
Six puppets tryna
She working seven days a week, lil' mama still stripping
Still stressing, still getting it how she live, no wheels
No they won't call that legendary
frequencies,
Only seismologists speak to me.
Recently, wheels that squeak have no sequel,
Refusing to roll like predictable people.
The nunnery is
to the hood for the night
Bats on heels nigga straps gon kill
The cab no wheels jack told Jill
I don't like kinds and icons who pipe dimes and so on
Let by
tour bus
Wheels, spinning, rhyme, spitting
Energy power so I can
Devour insignificant cowards
And give some of the years, days
Maybe some hours
True
And a season don't go by that niggaz don't show off
and break some laws so they can take some drawers home
Or straight perpetrate, all cause they learned wrong
someone who wanted a gin?
You watch me every morning standing by the doorway
Leaving the bus too soon
Well, are we just planting flowers by the freeway
Yeah for goons only nigga
Drive-by music bitch yeah, hey watch this
Hey if you strapped put ya hands up homie
Look, see what I'm talking about
Even
at the wheel and turns it up loud,
But imagined his son a lawyer or broker,
Not sat on a bus full of drinkers and tokers.
He said to me "Son you can do
of the wheel; we left the tar seal
And when I awoke nothing below by nose I could feel
I remember thinking to myself, man this just can't be real
That was when
can't afford to watch the wheels go round
You gotta get on the bus, you gotta track them down
You gotta kiss some babies, gotta shake some hands
It's
This boat won't get me nowhere
This ship won't set me free
You're waiting by the quayside
You're sleeping in the sea
And I guess I'm not surprised
you a star and umma make ya shine
Plus you down by law you respect the way I grind
Girl you got my heart everyday is valentine
And if This luck then
make a flick reel wit yo hoe, yeah
Ima need dat party bus like lit lit
In da back seat get twerked on by a fake butt she cant feel shit
Solo cups
Right by the drac
I got TMO bullets
This sht Gne go str8 to yo face
Don't get yo hopes up lil nigga
That kappa jacket Ima take
I jus pressed him And his
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