Lyrics The Wheel - AZ
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
But
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
(drip
so
saucy
oh)
Three
different
chicks
one
caramel
mocha
coffee
Heaven
help
me
cause
I'm
still
caught
in
the
wheel
Luxury
car
livin',
I'm
Island
hoppin'
The
album's
droppin'
D'usse',
Champagne
and
Henry
gallons
poppin'
Processin'
the
accolades
of
life
Calculatin'
the
hate,
evaluatin'
the
price
It's
known,
on
style
alone,
I
can
carry
my
own
Calm
demeanour,
though,
with
various
tones
I
raise
hell,
when
ya
future's
as
fresh
As
ya
sneakers,
you
age
well
From
the
beeper
era
of
reefer
Pufers
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
thirsts
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)
And
you
know,
and
you
know
And
you
know
that
it's
real,
yeah
But
you
don't
know,
you
don't
really
know
How
to
feel
Kids
and
dope
bodies,
we
poppin'
the
most
molly
Provoke
homi's,
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
dolly
send
whoever,
he
can't
hold
me
Dance
like
Durant
on
the
court,
a
young
kobe
Son
cozy,
backspin,
I'm
patched
in
What
I
spill
could
make
a
ice
grill
Nigga
crack
a
grin
Gotta
school
him,
too
many
fraudelents'll
fool
'em
One
two
'em
or
the
police
I'ma
do
'em
It's
disfunction,
in
the
mix
don't
mix
nothin'
From
crack
flips
to
now
rap
shit,
it's
just
hustlin'
Follow
suit,
find
a
circle
and
ally
oop
And
you
too
could
hop
in
Ferrari's
and
Audi
coupes
King
status
built
from
dreams
it
seem
lavish
But
anything
attached
to
a
friend
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
taht
steel
If
the
purp'
don't
get
'em,
then
the
cocaine
will
And
you
know,
and
you
know
And
you
know,
that's
its
real,yeah
But
you
don't
know,
you
don't
really
know
How
to
feel
The
saga
continues
1 Conversations With God (Intro)
2 Just 4 U
3 The Wheel
4 Keep It Real
5 Never Enough
6 Different
7 Ritual
8 Blow That S#%t
9 Bulletproof
10 Check Me Out
11 Time To Answer
12 Found My Niche
13 What's Good - Bonus
14 Jewels for Life
15 Motorola Era
16 Stay Fly
17 This Is Mine
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