歌词
作曲 : Anthony Cruz
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 c*****e will
And you know, and you know, and you know that it's real, yeah, oh
But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah-ah-ahh)
Trust is costly (Uh-huh)
Ain't life a b***h? 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, 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'
Procеssin' the accolades of life
Calculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price, it's known
On style alone, I can carry my own
Calm demeanor, though with various tones, I raise hell
When your future's as fresh as you 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 to gossip
Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' 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 c*****e will (They killin' they self, haha)
And you know, and you know, and you know that it's real, yeah, oh
But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah-ah-ahh)
Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most m***y
Provoke hommies, that's why it c**ked 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 fraudulents'll fool 'em
One-two 'em, or the police or 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 c*****e will
And you know, and you know, and you know that it's real, yeah, oh
But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah-ah-ahh)
The saga continues