Verse 1 (OT The Real)
I had to go and get myself right, stealth nights
Dreaming of Heaven, I know what Hell's like
I know the texture and the taste and what it smells like
The plugs are saying my paper was there, it all just felt right
Me Dinero Mi Amor cuz I'm feeding four
My dogs sneaky, they get evil and I feed them more
Beat down doors till they beat down yours
These dudes can't stand up tall enough to see the score
Peep the boy gotta a birdie flow
Thirty Dow's , every thirty days, thirty more
Stomach or the head, how you prefer to go
Heard it goes down, hit his crown, gave him vertigo
Brain spillin', paint peelin', now they ain't chillin'
I just love that thousand grizzles on a plate feeling
We can make war or we can make millions
Somewhere on the Interstate wheelin'
Hook (OT The Real)
All this work in my car, can't afford to light a blunt
If the boys find this load, we gonna get a thousand months
Felonies all on my record, and I'm talking more than once
But it's hard to say no to good numbers on the front, so
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
Verse 2 (OT The Real)
A born leader, going through more court procedures
We all just people, don't let the police force mislead you
Cause on paper, they'll make you look like horrible creatures
My 5-K reups what I'm making, off of features
Man, I just wish my dogs could see this
The things occurred, they feel my pain in every verse, and now they sing the words
Don't worry about the crown, put your Kingdom first
Then place it back on your head, as long as it's deserved
I worry about these kids I serve
Early 20s, always paid a lot of money, came with they chicken first
Beans told me before I part I gotta spend it first
I'm the key, the truth sets you free, and it hurts
Riding till the wheels fall, double up and still charge
Face , met my line upstate, in a real yard
Taught me how to use the microwave to get the pills hard
Hook (OT The Real)
All this work in my car, can't afford to light a blunt
If the boys find this load, we gonna get a thousand months
Felonies all on my record, and I'm talking more than once
But it's hard to say no to good numbers on the front, so
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
Riding till the wheels fall off, yeah yeah
