Lyrics:
a standing ovation to yourself
My life can’t be built by itself
I didn’t get this far by myself
The list is so long, you know who you are
Standing ovation
My
don't have it all upstairs
But who the fuck cares?!
I'm grabbin' brews, takin' fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures
And harass them bitch-ass niggas
wrist?
Probably costs a lot of racks
Who knew i was next?
Caught you by surprise yeah I'm here to take your check
Had so many losses,had so many people
1 for my people that be lookin from the side and
2 for my people that be patient for their time but
3 for my people who can do it by theyself and
4
the way out these trenches
Who's insecure
With all that's left to cure
As girls, we must endure
As we grow fast
We flourish first
Getting by
Don't
the wheels on the Bent', cause' it ain't rented"
Talk about a bitch, oh, I got plenty
I'm talkin' 'bout a lot, like a million bucks and pennies
These
Yeah believe in yourself, who else gon' believe in you
Who else gon' believe in you? Who else gon' believe in you?
Believe in yourself, who else
to just sit back
Got to face reality
When the wheels roll out that's where we got to be so
We got no, We got no time
I need someone who keeps me
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
the one niggas talking bout
A fucking myth
Say my name
I appear in a cloud of piff
I survey the landscape
Evading fake nigga handshake
Beefing wit who
I'm
a pension
Got you phony haters
All in my mentions
Delete accounts
That’s so really tempting.
Trying to do better
Yeah I’m on a mission
Jesus take the wheel
the quest so I'll keep trekking through this inception
Layer by layer depth getting intense
I'm the surveyor
Not the voices in my head, but the one who keeps
Space jam needle
Where do we go
Little old Ezekiel saw the wheel
Little did he know
I didn't know Ezekiel
Saw the wheel
Where do we go?
I was cursed
breaking the wheel
Need it forever high or the thrills
Love me you love you, doubt if it's real
Never understood what they meant when they say that it lasts
Skrt, skrt, skrt, huh
I feel like I'm in Hot Wheels with it
Acceleracers type junk, for real though
Huh, yeah
I got that
(Burner, burner, burner,
rest
Isolate and get away from my head
Cuz my struggles are real
My brain is spinnin' wheels
But I won't bow and kneel
Even though my mind wants me
Hmmmmm
Big wheels slingin
Big wheels slingin in the mud
Rednecks with paychecks
Yeah we
Turning up
Plenty kegs everywhere ooo
Bout to act a fool
Let the BandPlay, let the BandPlay
Let the BandPlay upchurch (Upchurch)
Rebel flag's flyin', four wheel drive
Back road ridin', bitch
Welcome
It's clright in the Wheel of a Revolution.
In the Wheel of a Revolution.
I saw the news, I heard the blames.
Shouting Voices Entertain.
Judging by your
Tackling vandals who would tag over mine
Let me remind each step is divine
Anoint this ointment for the rash on yo mind
I'm after these whack emcees if it's
Called smoothness
Always fluid with attacking
Changing levels at a pace
Dog gone it I’m ruthless
Guess who’s back on they Rudis
Wrestlers Go farther Push
Amazon prime.
who you kidding son looking at the sun we changing images, taking pictures moving better places born by the fate nah torn by the hate nah
and the gamblin' wheel shut down
Anyone with any sense had already left town
He was standin' in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts
He moved across
Tired of hunting
My own kind
But retiring nothing
Tires are steady screeching, the driver is rubbing
Hands on the wheel, who said we wasn't
Dying
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