Christina Wu Saldana)

Till The Wheels Fall off
Chorus:
No love no family all I got is these streets
And these streets are my home till im resting in peace
Im blood type c, I bleed concrete
And I’ll grind erryday till I succeed or deceased
Countin hunnids fiftys twenties all the way to the bank
Sippin 211’s and breathing out dank
Ima ride till the wheels fall off on a full tank
Im riding for me to the lord I give thanks

Verse 1:
Still on that petty shit man you think so small
Im riding on ambition ain't got time to fuck wit y’all
Like a baby barely learning how to crawl
But talking all this big shit that they ain't even lived at all
Im on a different state of mind so they can’t keep up
Still stuck in first grade man you better speed up
You talking like a chicken man, cluck cluck
I don’t talk I do it sit around you’ll just be stuck
But they so good at dissing they should be making commission
That’s why they stuck like elmers, wishing
Put some words to action put some effort in your vision
But instead they wait on nothing like they still need supervision
Hate the ones with hustle they need to get their own shit
Yeah I have a car I earned it go get yourself a whip
Fuck you ain't nothing lucky man I had to work for this
And im like harold and kumar, youll never see me quit

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