paroles de chanson Wheel of Fortune - J.SHEP

Wheel of fortune, will my fortune run out
Wheel of fortune, will my fortune run out
I'm fortunate to be scorching
When I come out and step, a nigga torching

That nigga lame
He rap about same
Bullshii, community flipped on it's back
That's a full blitz
Lil bitch do a full split, but just on the tip

Of the iceberg, I'm a nice nerd
A black nigga, but I spike word
Down on tracks, rather than flip them packs
And fuck around and never come back
Cause I know a few who would pay that bail
But to be honest, I'd go to jail

I'd be found guilty on multiple accounts
That's why I'd rather work a job and stack it all in account
Hell I don't even need an accountant
To attend to past payment
Cause I just spend it and doubled it
That's work ethic I'm blessed with
Used to be a straight A student
That's knowledge in brain, wordsmith
Word, what's more dangerous
A nigga with a sword as a tongue
Or a nigga holding a gun
Telling you to hand up yo shii
Only one can take down a nation
So they make sure to silence, shhh
Who knocking at the door, stay silent, shhh

I mean spin the wheel of fortune
See what you win when you from poverty
Only the real relate to the struggle
Of hot ramen and boiled hot dogs and grilled cheese
On occasion we'd eat lil cees
Till I'd stack me a lil C's
Cash green, that's how I liked it handed it to me
Been on my grind since fifteen
Helping to feed my family

Anybody talking down on me
Ask them all that I've done for them before they started hating
I'm tired of all the fucking faking
I got a god complex that'll leave you fucking faceless
If you wanna get to fading
And I dare a wannabe rap nigga to try to diss
I'd be just like yo soiled fit
Straight pissed
Ya'll not understanding

For years I've been dreaming of millions
And this the closest I'll get to it
The scrutiny and misfortune, I've been through it
With my mama, I got into it
With my father, we congruent
My brothers, we, ah screw it
You can hear more about that later

I've been hungry since cicada, years ago
Dedicated years to my craft lil hoe
Call me da-cater, I'm dope
Whip it and sell it like slavery
Wanna buy a whip and chain to savor-it
That's the slave in me
Tryna boast about what white folk gave to me
I ain't racist, but that's the type of shii I hate to see

Causing me a vacancy
To silent hill with vibrant tree
Vibing with nature leaves
A feeling of purity
Tryna get away from the fortunate life I live
Trade it in for peace

I mean
Spin the wheel of fortune
And see what you win when you from poverty
Watching yo mama struggle
As all of the stress double
And family drama every week
Granny and cousins talking shii
Mama and daddy bark but never bit
Growing distant from siblings shii
Niggas round the way bitching and shii
Plotting on me and mines
Thinking my life better
Hell it prolly was in they eyes
I can see it