Take Da Wheel
I think I'm out my mind, people say I'm trippin'
Cause I raise hell everywhere I go
I'm on 285 in my old school, same old tude'
It be like, "Tip saying some shit,"
I know
But I believe in God, and I know he be with me
Even when my mission isn't righteous as it will
How many V12 fast enough to pop a wheelie?
Drive reckless everywhere, but I got Jesus at the wheel
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
People just be saying what they want up out they mouth
And meanwhile I be trying keep it bout as real as I can keep it
You try me and I'm gonna bring that drama to your house
And I pray to God that we can keep it me and your little secret
But if not gotta hot mill to you so I barely see inside of a cell
Smilin' as a (pro?) bail and merger for certain
You see it I'm God's child even though Jesus know I've been wild since the (fingers?)
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
I got a real big heart and a real bad temper
Guess motherfucker just don't know how to take it
Maybe because I _ in your car
and check 'em when they be faking
they don't like it we can make it what they make it
over time they had cases __ related
for fly conversation
A violent demonstration come after your violation
What's the cause?
You know me dawg
Man you know I don't fake no moves play no games at all.
I aint one of these other niggas out here who finna cater to yall
My window open now get back in there I'm taking it all
Once and for all
These niggas tell a tall tale but when all else fails I'll be praying for yall
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
I know what you thinking you see me drinking while I'm driving
Speeding by with the top down smoking aint even high
Got a six figure watch on, hanging out the wonder stone singing
20 carat solitaire on my pinky
Yeah I got that nigga slippin somebody say you trippin
A tip ___ keep a choppa with a banana clip in
Better listen, sometimes life lessons aren't learned from (self?) tryna get burned to death
You should only be wide-eyed on profits you can earn for self
Tell her you'll fall asleep trying to take mine, no nap time just flat line
Nigga (reefer?) mine and my gat fine
You best check that shit (and?) stand down
You might not know my background
Cause I raise hell everywhere I go
I'm on 285 in my old school, same old tude'
It be like, "Tip saying some shit,"
I know
But I believe in God, and I know he be with me
Even when my mission isn't righteous as it will
How many V12 fast enough to pop a wheelie?
Drive reckless everywhere, but I got Jesus at the wheel
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
People just be saying what they want up out they mouth
And meanwhile I be trying keep it bout as real as I can keep it
You try me and I'm gonna bring that drama to your house
And I pray to God that we can keep it me and your little secret
But if not gotta hot mill to you so I barely see inside of a cell
Smilin' as a (pro?) bail and merger for certain
You see it I'm God's child even though Jesus know I've been wild since the (fingers?)
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
I got a real big heart and a real bad temper
Guess motherfucker just don't know how to take it
Maybe because I _ in your car
and check 'em when they be faking
they don't like it we can make it what they make it
over time they had cases __ related
for fly conversation
A violent demonstration come after your violation
What's the cause?
You know me dawg
Man you know I don't fake no moves play no games at all.
I aint one of these other niggas out here who finna cater to yall
My window open now get back in there I'm taking it all
Once and for all
These niggas tell a tall tale but when all else fails I'll be praying for yall
Help me Jesus, take the wheel
Hey, help me Jesus take the wheel
God help me, man
Lord knows I don't want to go to jail again
I know what you thinking you see me drinking while I'm driving
Speeding by with the top down smoking aint even high
Got a six figure watch on, hanging out the wonder stone singing
20 carat solitaire on my pinky
Yeah I got that nigga slippin somebody say you trippin
A tip ___ keep a choppa with a banana clip in
Better listen, sometimes life lessons aren't learned from (self?) tryna get burned to death
You should only be wide-eyed on profits you can earn for self
Tell her you'll fall asleep trying to take mine, no nap time just flat line
Nigga (reefer?) mine and my gat fine
You best check that shit (and?) stand down
You might not know my background
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Writer(s): Clifford Harris
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