Off the Wheel

I am the nigga they wanted to see yea
I am the nigga they wanted to see yea
Praising the lord for the difficulty yea
Imma you is my kids yea yea yea
Imma you is my kids yea yea yea
Do it for the fam yea
Do it for myself yea do it for my soul yea
Do it my mom's do it for the Queens
Do it for yourself never call it quits yea
Do it for the Queens do it for the Queens
Never call it quits yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea
Skrrr, yea yea
I am the nigga they wanted to see
Praising the Lord for the blessing He bring
Praising the Lord for the difficulty
Imma have everything you is my kids
I am the nigga they wanted to see
Praising the Lord for the blessing He bring
Praising the Lord for the difficulty
Imma have everything you is my kids
I'm on some boss nigga shit
You can not boss on the kid (hm yeah)
I was kinda lost in the days
But they still fall for the kid (hm yeah)
Take another loss in the case
Keep it on the move tie your lace (hm yeah)
I will never pump on the brakes
Man I gave everything that I had
With my base ah ah
Ask me what's good tell you ça va
Even when mans ari muri kata
Bang bang pow kuki wiruka sha
You was not made for this shit nah ah
awh shit yeah
I'm dripping like fausset yeah
The pressure too hard and thee niggas too soft
I never do it partly yeah
nah nah nah
I do it for them do it for the Kings
I do it for them do it for the Queens
I do it for them looking for the means
I do it for them do it for the Queens
I do it coz I'm looking for the means
I do it for the do it for the Kings
I do it for the do it for the gang
I do it for me do it for me
I'm I meant for this shit or I'm I meant for this shit
Praise the LORD say Amen
For all these blessings in these things
For all the trials and these things
For all this strength yea I'm here
Yea I'm here yea
Tic tac tip toe ten toes on the ground
I be on some silly things three strikes then I'm out
Lip gloss yea I glow be it black in the house
Upper Cutter quick slice blood spilled on the leaves
Hold on' boy, is you mad?
You've been killin me inside
Hold on' boy
you've been crying what's the cause of despair
What's your story, what's your loss?
Who's against you what's your fears?
Oblivion, yea you feel that?
You a winner don't you worry
Yea nigga yea I'm meaner
boom boom boom pow you's a b yea thriller
Got the gang with me 4 seater 2 seater
Divise with me tears drop but I'm bitter yea
Do it for the gang and the f fam yea
Do it for myself and my f soul yea
Do it for my mom's and for all the queens yea
Do it for yourself and do never call it quits



Credits
Writer(s): Serge Mutabazi, Steve Ndahigwa
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