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Break The Wheel Video (MV)




Performed By: Greg Xn
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Gregory Whitfield




Greg Xn - Break The Wheel Lyrics




G-lock, I done switched the lane
I used my hands to break the wheel
And I ain't a fan of percs, you ain't gon catch me poppin pills
We creep up to the top cause it get silent on that hill
Our feathers flock together, we gon hawk you down for real
I had to boost my attributes
Cause I require skill
You blocking all my blessings
Why you always tryna steal?
Aye real shit, shout out Bando, we was t'd back in the Ville
Been in Charlotte since '09
At heart, i'm 252 for real
These niggas talk, but don't ever listen
I got f*ck round and get my ticket
I gotta go head get my bag
So I f*cked around and I got missing
Br-br-bro been in the trap for way too long
I pray it's over
Niggas really mad as hell cause they broke as f*ck, ain't got no motion
Aye f*ck that lil Toyota, we finna hop in a brand new Rover
A-Aye know they mad as f*ck that i'm still going
They said it was over
They be sleep on me and buzzo
We finna pop like Coca-Cola
We ain't got no time to waste
My life move fast like rollercoaster

G-lock, I done switched the lane
I used my hands to break the wheel
And I ain't a fan of percs, you ain't gon catch me poppin pills
We creep up to the top cause it get silent on that hill
Our feathers flock together, we gon hawk you down for real
I had to boost my attributes
Cause I require skill
You blocking all my blessings
Why you always tryna steal?
Aye real shit, shout out Bando, we was t'd back in the Ville
Been in Charlotte since '09
At heart, i'm 252 for real
Really stood up, had to separate the fake from what is real
I ain't grown, the summers coming, I don't got the time to chill
Circle like King Tut sarcophagus
I'm bout to get shit sealed
Demons fishing for attention
Here go water for yo gills
I'm washingtons (washing tons) like Kerry
I'm neglecting how I feel
I'm anxious bout the future
Oh these thoughts, I cannot deal
You in this by yourself
You can't go home, don't them click heels
You in this by yourself
You can't go home, don't them click heels
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G-lock, I done switched the lane
I used my hands to break the wheel
And I ain't a fan of percs, you ain't gon catch me poppin pills
We creep up to the top cause it get silent on that hill
Our feathers flock together, we gon hawk you down for real
I had to boost my attributes
Cause I require skill
You blocking all my blessings
Why you always tryna steal?
Aye real shit, shout out Bando, we was t'd back in the Ville
Been in Charlotte since '09
At heart, i'm 252 for real
These niggas talk, but don't ever listen
I got f*ck round and get my ticket
I gotta go head get my bag
So I f*cked around and I got missing
Br-br-bro been in the trap for way too long
I pray it's over
Niggas really mad as hell cause they broke as f*ck, ain't got no motion
Aye f*ck that lil Toyota, we finna hop in a brand new Rover
A-Aye know they mad as f*ck that i'm still going
They said it was over
They be sleep on me and buzzo
We finna pop like Coca-Cola
We ain't got no time to waste
My life move fast like rollercoaster

G-lock, I done switched the lane
I used my hands to break the wheel
And I ain't a fan of percs, you ain't gon catch me poppin pills
We creep up to the top cause it get silent on that hill
Our feathers flock together, we gon hawk you down for real
I had to boost my attributes
Cause I require skill
You blocking all my blessings
Why you always tryna steal?
Aye real shit, shout out Bando, we was t'd back in the Ville
Been in Charlotte since '09
At heart, i'm 252 for real
Really stood up, had to separate the fake from what is real
I ain't grown, the summers coming, I don't got the time to chill
Circle like King Tut sarcophagus
I'm bout to get shit sealed
Demons fishing for attention
Here go water for yo gills
I'm washingtons (washing tons) like Kerry
I'm neglecting how I feel
I'm anxious bout the future
Oh these thoughts, I cannot deal
You in this by yourself
You can't go home, don't them click heels
You in this by yourself
You can't go home, don't them click heels
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Writer: Gregory Whitfield
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