WHEEL OF FORTUNE
Yeah
Fingeredbyskiii
I'm walking away from the pain (Yeah)
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
Yeah gotta move forward ain't no rewind
I'm walking away from the pain
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game (I did)
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
I gave a lot to the gang
And I gave a lot to the gang
Good and bad rest on my shoulders
So I stay on backs keeping my focus
No luck I'm crushing the clovers
Moving stoic give a fuck bout some closure
And I know it
How you set up cameras and you turn to a dancer? (How?)
Something like Wheel of Fortune I been giving em chances
Big chiefer I ain't talking bout Kansas
Niggas snitching man you niggas like Candace
And they praying that I fall off forreal, yeah
Eating clams in Boston catfish in Atlanta
In and out I'm in my zone
I ain't even really know where I'm going lately
And all that fake shit can't condone, yeah
And you know I'd never sell my soul baby
I'm walking away from the pain
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
Yeah gotta move forward ain't no rewind
Fingeredbyskiii
I'm walking away from the pain (Yeah)
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
Yeah gotta move forward ain't no rewind
I'm walking away from the pain
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game (I did)
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
I gave a lot to the gang
And I gave a lot to the gang
Good and bad rest on my shoulders
So I stay on backs keeping my focus
No luck I'm crushing the clovers
Moving stoic give a fuck bout some closure
And I know it
How you set up cameras and you turn to a dancer? (How?)
Something like Wheel of Fortune I been giving em chances
Big chiefer I ain't talking bout Kansas
Niggas snitching man you niggas like Candace
And they praying that I fall off forreal, yeah
Eating clams in Boston catfish in Atlanta
In and out I'm in my zone
I ain't even really know where I'm going lately
And all that fake shit can't condone, yeah
And you know I'd never sell my soul baby
I'm walking away from the pain
I'm running away from the scenes in my mind
I gave a lot to the game
So they gon' remember my name every time
I gave a lot to the gang
Me and my niggas roll out like Optimus Prime
Yeah gotta move forward ain't no rewind
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