Lyrics The wheel Az

The wheel

Yeah, it's time black
It's time
You feel that magnetic, right?
Let's get 'em

And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel
Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill
Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel
If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will
And you know, and you know, and you know
That's it's real, yeah
What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel

Trust is costly
Ain't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me
Timepiece frosty
That's why you only get one chance to cross me
(Trip so saucy, oh)
Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee
Heaven help me, oh
'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel

Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'
D'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'
Proc?ssin' the accolades of life
Calculatin' th? hate, evaluatin' the price
It's known, on style alone, I can carry my own
Calm demeanor, dough with various tones
I raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well
From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail
Won't tell, been through it, been influenced
Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement
Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects
Frames over the optics, I refrain the gossip
Gotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics
Remindin' critics, my kind is exquisite
Respect first, then we focus on net worth
That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts

And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)
Hopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill
Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel
If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)
And you know, and you know, and you know
That's it's real, yeah
What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel

Kids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly
Provoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me
Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen
I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition
Move doly, send whoever, he can't hold me
Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe
Son cozy, back spin, I'm patched in
What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin
Gotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em
One, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em
It's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'
From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'
Follow suit, find a circle and alley oop
And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes
King status, built from dreams, it seem lavish
But anything attached to a fiend can bring madness

And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)
Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill
Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel
If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will
And you know, and you know, and you know
That's it's real, yeah
What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel

The saga continues...