Wheels lyrics

[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)
The Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Queda
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I've been feeling so loney around the people who love me
Why you standing by my side, if you don't even trust me?
Nobody care about my feelings so a n*gga like "f*ck it"
Put my all in some people but they never there for me
I be going through the most but it's f*ck how I feel
It's so much pain up in my body so I'm popping these pills
And I don't know who to trust, n*ggas fake, they ain't real
But I be missing all my patriots who died in the fields
You saying that you there for me, then be there for me
You ain't never gotta question my mothaf*ckin' loyalty
You tell me get out my feelings, so much pain that I'm dealin'
So much sh*t left me scared, I be needing some healin'
I told my momma I'ma thug, it ain't sh*t that can break me
I'm hoping all my n*ggas slide if a n*gga come take me
Be cautious when you approach me, a n*gga better have some safety
'Cause I'm feenin' for a body like I'm junkin' free bands (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm empty inside and it's hurting my heart
Show the same love that you showed a n*gga from the start
Girl, I know you gon' ride, keep on playin' your part
She be ridin' for a n*gga like the wheels on a car (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
They drop my case, cause the witness never testified
And I ain't been the same n*gga since Gino died
And I've been smillin', but a n*gga really hurt inside
And when a n*gga needs you most, you never on my side
I had to get up in my bag for my n*ggas in the box
And b*tch, I worked 'bout a meal and I ain't never punched the clock
How the f*ck you in the streets, but you talkin' to the cops?
That's why I never trust a thang, but these bullets in this Glock (Yeah, yeah)
I am always watching my back because I'm paranoid
These n*gga's change on me and they had to do it
I keep that thang on me, you know I'm going to use it
And all this pain in me, I put it in my music (Ayy)
I had to talk with God about the horror story
I'm tryna keep my head up because I see the glory
I'm steady clutchin' on this dirty .40
And I know that I'm a shoot so I ain't got no worries

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm empty inside and it's hurting my heart
Show the same love that you showed a n*gga from the start
Girl, I know you gon' ride, keep on playing your part
She be ridin' for a n*gga like the wheels on a car (Yeah, yeah)