Nic the Poet - Steering Wheel lyrics

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Nic the Poet - Steering Wheel lyrics

Picture me still rollin While I'm sitting in backseat still smoking Talking to little Ally yea I believed in her Turns out only thing in her was that disease in her Now I'm thinking damn, why my homies teasing her Oh yea, she thought she was too good to get this D in her Life give you lemons n***a you make lemonade It's hard to focus on millions when you want trillionade Hard to say no to Molly when you been pillin eight Shoulda dropped dead as you take em to the face Cognac, Henny, throw up all over the place Celia shook her head and you know you a damn disgrace Ain't sh** left so you tryna k** it all Including yourself, devil just a fly up on the wall Now you standing tall, well at least you hope so Now you're falling over tell me where the hell my soul go, oh no Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Ain't no hallways to help you live for your homies If you ain't here to split the bill with your homies One life Next day, wake up I wanna go home, hit the J blunt I wanna go home, hit the mage up I need some magic, tryna get to the Messiah Sprinkle holy water on my tongue and light a fire I shoulda never said it but I knew that it was dire We all need Jesus ask all of Shakespeare's friars Romeo & Juliet damn they shoulda read the Bible I should read mine more, focus on my sores Instead on these who*es, find they peace in these stores Blame it on this water, drown me deep some more Sad world we lift, bad place for boys Little girls, beware your course Big bad wolf gone come for your soul d**h to Molly, play dead to demons I don't care your defense, get right with Jesus Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Ain't no hallways to help you live for your homies If you ain't here to split the bill with your homies One life Shots on, shots on deck Shots on, shots on deck Shotta shotta shotta shotta shotta shotta shotta shotta One life Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Gotta, gotta, gotta keep it real with ya homie Ain't no hallways to help you live for your homies If you ain't here to split the bill with your homies One life