Wheel of Fortune

The front row to your funeral
Been feeling kind of different
Life without the urinal
Like missing while ya pissin

I respect the average
See I came like magic
To all the times when
I remember cause I didn't have it

Life is a like a rolly,
Or a fucking patek
Watching all the time
It finds another addict

Diamond's for the guy's
Cause we wished we had it
Prayer's in the circle's
We don't do no hat tricks

God upon the bezel
Of my crystal clear's
Champagne in a hour
Sip ya sprite and cheer

Dirty in his cup
He wished he had a beer
Time is calling back
Here goes another year

Told em wash ya back
You feel the evil
Feel the eagle

And for the times
I had to watch the backs
And crack the deagle

For the time
I had my spot packed
With drug's and lethal's

For when the time
Wasn't that crock pot
And always see through

Surfin just like I'm Ron Jon
Servin i feel like I'm Don
Swervin i give em high five's
Circle's i'm doing hurdle's
Im ninja just like a turtle,
But master a little faster
The rapper we call em won ton

Life lately been tasting like
One of my sweetest dream's
One of my deepest scream's

Embezzled off with devil's
Up in the deepest seem's
In the fucking ocean screamin
Cause these rhyme's is potent

Wash away them dream's
Wash away them clothe's
Wash away them nigga's

Holding energy
Just like ya enemy
Just on the hennesy

You gon see em
Pick the phone's and remedie's
The rat's and riche's
The cat's and wishe's

Dog's and devil's
Snake's and stone's
Gon break ya bone's
They'll all set you

Now they all get you...

Chatter chatter lately
Feelin like a club with no breakfast
Swallowing pill's
Like walking off without ya necklace

Wondering how ima get off
With one of my exes

Exercising the thrill
Like getting off
In one of these section's

The pistol revren
The Guns lead and
I paved a way for these nigga's
Chillin in the fog

Tryna chase this bag
Tryna chase this cash

Lied about ya position
This cash smeared
Been like feeling like it's cashmere

And all these song's you made last year
Been feeling like its year
I'm thinking it's like it's ya last year

Passing time my nigga
I'm feeling like I'm in the last gear
I'm passing out quarter water's
For my son's and daughter's

Peak of the town
I wear the crown
For all across the border's

Look at me now
I'm sipping now
I got a one hundred water's

Deep diving I'm with the shark's
And I'm tanking just like I'm Davis
Been bodying top of the chart's
But this blanket is like the matrix

I'm icy but then i'm hot
Like sweet n' sour celebration's
Might take em a few a hour's
So you gotta have some patience

But when you rush the gun
You punch the fun
Never blew battle cause the art of war
Is like Jada without kiss

I'm marking but fuck a target
Cause disses these day's
Are like missile's these day's
And I ain't into issue's these day's

I only want a foreign bitch
With some foreign tits
Making porno flick's
On the front dash
On my foreign whip

So call me Duke Cause ill nuke em
With only this only clip
Stupid



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Matos Jr.
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