[{"id":18326258,"name":"The Wheel","trackName":"The Wheel","artistName":"AZ","albumName":"Doe or Die II (Deluxe Edition)","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's time black\nIt's time\nYou feel that magnetic, right?\nLet's get 'em\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nTrust is costly\nAin't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\nTimepiece frosty\nThat's why you only get one chance to cross me\n(Trip so saucy, oh)\nThree different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\nHeaven help me, oh\n'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\nLuxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\nD'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\nProcеssin' the accolades of life\nCalculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\nIt's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\nCalm demeanor, dough with various tones\nI raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\nFrom the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\nWon't tell, been through it, been influenced\nBeen a student, bossed up, this been a movement\nCan't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\nFrames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\nGotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\nRemindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\nRespect first, then we focus on net worth\nThat's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\nHopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em,\nthen the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nKids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\nProvoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\nClear vision, never stare, my ears listen\nI hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\nMove doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\nDance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\nSon cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\nWhat I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\nGotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\nOne, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\nIt's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\nFrom crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\nFollow suit, find a circle and alley oop\nAnd you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\nKing status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\nBut anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nThe saga continues...\n\nFeaturingJaheim\n\nProduced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\nWritten ByAZ\n\nRelease DateAugust 12, 2021","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ\n album: Doe or Die II (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 198000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yeah, it's time black\n It's time\n You feel that magnetic, right?\n Let's get 'em\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Trust is costly\n Ain't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\n Timepiece frosty\n That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n (Trip so saucy, oh)\n Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n Heaven help me, oh\n 'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\n Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n D'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\n Procеssin' the accolades of life\n Calculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\n It's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\n Calm demeanor, dough with various tones\n I raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\n From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n Frames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\n Gotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\n Remindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\n Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n Hopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em,\n then the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Kids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\n Provoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\n Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n Move doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\n Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n Son cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\n What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n Gotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\n One, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\n It's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\n From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n Follow suit, find a circle and alley oop\n And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n King status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\n But anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n The saga continues...\n\n FeaturingJaheim\n\n Produced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\n Written ByAZ\n\n Release DateAugust 12, 2021\n"},{"id":18468831,"name":"The Wheel","trackName":"The Wheel","artistName":"AZ","albumName":"Doe or Die II","duration":197.8283219,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's time black\nIt's time\nYou feel that magnetic, right?\nLet's get 'em\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nTrust is costly\nAin't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\nTimepiece frosty\nThat's why you only get one chance to cross me\n(Trip so saucy, oh)\nThree different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\nHeaven help me, oh\n'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\nLuxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\nD'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\nProcеssin' the accolades of life\nCalculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\nIt's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\nCalm demeanor, dough with various tones\nI raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\nFrom the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\nWon't tell, been through it, been influenced\nBeen a student, bossed up, this been a movement\nCan't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\nFrames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\nGotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\nRemindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\nRespect first, then we focus on net worth\nThat's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\nHopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em,\nthen the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nKids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\nProvoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\nClear vision, never stare, my ears listen\nI hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\nMove doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\nDance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\nSon cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\nWhat I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\nGotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\nOne, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\nIt's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\nFrom crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\nFollow suit, find a circle and alley oop\nAnd you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\nKing status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\nBut anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nThe saga continues...\n\nFeaturingJaheim\n\nProduced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\nWritten ByAZ\n\nRelease DateAugust 12, 2021","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ\n album: Doe or Die II\n duration_ms: 197828\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yeah, it's time black\n It's time\n You feel that magnetic, right?\n Let's get 'em\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Trust is costly\n Ain't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\n Timepiece frosty\n That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n (Trip so saucy, oh)\n Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n Heaven help me, oh\n 'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\n Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n D'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\n Procеssin' the accolades of life\n Calculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\n It's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\n Calm demeanor, dough with various tones\n I raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\n From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n Frames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\n Gotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\n Remindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\n Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n Hopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em,\n then the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Kids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\n Provoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\n Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n Move doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\n Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n Son cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\n What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n Gotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\n One, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\n It's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\n From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n Follow suit, find a circle and alley oop\n And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n King status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\n But anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n The saga continues...\n\n FeaturingJaheim\n\n Produced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\n Written ByAZ\n\n Release DateAugust 12, 2021\n"},{"id":34984018,"name":"The Wheel","trackName":"The Wheel","artistName":"AZ","albumName":"2022","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, it's time black\nIt's time\nYou feel that magnetic, right?\nLet's get 'em\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nTrust is costly\nAin't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\nTimepiece frosty\nThat's why you only get one chance to cross me\n(Trip so saucy, oh)\nThree different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\nHeaven help me, oh\n'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\nLuxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\nD'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\nProcеssin' the accolades of life\nCalculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\nIt's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\nCalm demeanor, dough with various tones\nI raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\nFrom the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\nWon't tell, been through it, been influenced\nBeen a student, bossed up, this been a movement\nCan't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\nFrames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\nGotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\nRemindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\nRespect first, then we focus on net worth\nThat's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\nHopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em,\nthen the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nKids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\nProvoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\nClear vision, never stare, my ears listen\nI hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\nMove doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\nDance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\nSon cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\nWhat I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\nGotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\nOne, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\nIt's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\nFrom crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\nFollow suit, find a circle and alley oop\nAnd you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\nKing status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\nBut anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\nHopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat's it's real, yeah\nWhat you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\nThe saga continues...\n\nFeaturingJaheim\n\nProduced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\nWritten ByAZ\n\nRelease DateAugust 12, 2021","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ\n album: '2022'\n duration_ms: 198000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yeah, it's time black\n It's time\n You feel that magnetic, right?\n Let's get 'em\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Trust is costly\n Ain't life a bitch, girl, just divorce me\n Timepiece frosty\n That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n (Trip so saucy, oh)\n Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n Heaven help me, oh\n 'Cause I'm still caught in the wheel\n\n Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n D'USSÉ champagne and Henny gallons poppin'\n Procеssin' the accolades of life\n Calculatin' thе hate, evaluatin' the price\n It's known, on style alone, I can carry my own\n Calm demeanor, dough with various tones\n I raise hell, when ya future's as fresh as ya sneakers you age well\n From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n Frames over the optics, I refrain the gossip\n Gotta get it, it's vivid, define the physics\n Remindin' critics, my kind is exquisite\n Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death flirts\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n Hopin, turnin, tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em,\n then the cocaine will (They killin' they self, haha)\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n Kids and the dope bodies, we poppin' the most molly\n Provoke hommies, that's why it cocked and close by me\n Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n Move doly, send whoever, he can't hold me\n Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n Son cozy, back spin, I'm patched in\n What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n Gotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\n One, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\n It's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\n From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n Follow suit, find a circle and alley oop\n And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n King status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\n But anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n The saga continues...\n\n FeaturingJaheim\n\n Produced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\n Written ByAZ\n\n Release DateAugust 12, 2021\n"},{"id":36356868,"name":"The Wheel","trackName":"The Wheel","artistName":"AZ Jaheim","albumName":"Doe or Die II","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nIt's time, black, it's time\nYou feel that magnetic, right?\nLet's get 'em\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nTrust is costly (Ah)\nAin't life a bitch? Girl just divorce me\nTimepiece frosty\nThat's why you only get one chance to cross me\nDrip so saucy (Oh)\nThree different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\nHeaven help me, uh\n'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n\nLuxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\nD'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n\nProcessin' the accolades of life\nCalculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\nIt's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\nCalm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\nWhen your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\nFrom the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n\nWon't tell, been through it, been influenced\nBeen a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n\nCan't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\nFrames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\nGotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\nFor minor critics, my kind is exquisite\nRespect first, then we focus on net worth\nThat's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the\nCocaine will (They killin' they self)\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nKids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\nProvoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\nClear vision, never stare, my ears listen\nI hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\nMove doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\nDance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n\nSon cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\nWhat I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\nGotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\nOne-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\nIt's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\nFrom crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\nFollow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\nAnd you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n\nKing status, built from dreams that seem lavish\nBut anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nThe saga continues","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.24] Yeah\n[00:02.59] It's time, black, it's time\n[00:05.99] You feel that magnetic, right?\n[00:09.83] Let's get 'em\n[00:10.80] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n[00:13.86] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[00:16.59] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[00:19.17] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[00:21.69] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[00:23.74] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[00:27.10] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[00:32.81] Trust is costly (Ah)\n[00:35.39] Ain't life a bitch? Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.41] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.22] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.80] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.53] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.35] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.60] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.62] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.82] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.65] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.82] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.01] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.89] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.55] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.59] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.40] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.05] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.64] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.54] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.04] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.84] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.28] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.04] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.77] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.32] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.02] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.94] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.96] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.47] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.88] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.22] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.19] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.88] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.50] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.00] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.06] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.83] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.36] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.02] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.05] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.55] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.48] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.07] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.56] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.57] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.26] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.72] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.31] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.35] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.84] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.68] The saga continues\n[03:18.15] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ Jaheim\n album: Doe or Die II\n duration_ms: 198000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 1240\n end_ms: 2590\n- text: It's time, black, it's time\n start_ms: 2590\n end_ms: 5990\n- text: You feel that magnetic, right?\n start_ms: 5990\n end_ms: 9830\n- text: Let's get 'em\n start_ms: 9830\n end_ms: 10800\n- text: And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n start_ms: 10800\n end_ms: 13860\n- text: Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n start_ms: 13860\n end_ms: 16590\n- text: Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n start_ms: 16590\n end_ms: 19170\n- text: If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n start_ms: 19170\n end_ms: 21690\n- text: And you know, and you know, and you know\n start_ms: 21690\n end_ms: 23740\n- text: That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n start_ms: 23740\n end_ms: 27100\n- text: But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n start_ms: 27100\n end_ms: 32810\n- text: Trust is costly (Ah)\n start_ms: 32810\n end_ms: 35390\n- text: Ain't life a bitch? 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Girl just divorce me\n Timepiece frosty\n That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n Drip so saucy (Oh)\n Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n Heaven help me, uh\n 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n\n Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n\n Processin' the accolades of life\n Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n\n Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n\n Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\n Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n\n Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n\n King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\n The saga continues\n"},{"id":28653088,"name":"The Wheel","trackName":"The Wheel","artistName":"AZ, Jaheim","albumName":"Doe or Die II (Deluxe Edition)","duration":198.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nIt's time, black, it's time\nYou feel that magnetic, right?\nLet's get 'em\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nTrust is costly (Ah)\nAin't life a bitch? Girl just divorce me\nTimepiece frosty\nThat's why you only get one chance to cross me\nDrip so saucy (Oh)\nThree different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\nHeaven help me, uh\n'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n\nLuxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\nD'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n\nProcessin' the accolades of life\nCalculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\nIt's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\nCalm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\nWhen your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\nFrom the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n\nWon't tell, been through it, been influenced\nBeen a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n\nCan't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\nFrames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\nGotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\nFor minor critics, my kind is exquisite\nRespect first, then we focus on net worth\nThat's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the\nCocaine will (They killin' they self)\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nKids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\nProvoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\nClear vision, never stare, my ears listen\nI hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\nMove doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\nDance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n\nSon cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\nWhat I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\nGotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\nOne-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\nIt's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\nFrom crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\nFollow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\nAnd you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n\nKing status, built from dreams that seem lavish\nBut anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n\nAnd we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\nWhole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\nTwist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\nIf the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\nAnd you know, and you know, and you know\nThat it's real, yeah (Whoa)\nBut you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n\nThe saga continues","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.24] Yeah\n[00:02.59] It's time, black, it's time\n[00:05.99] You feel that magnetic, right?\n[00:09.83] Let's get 'em\n[00:10.80] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n[00:13.86] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[00:16.59] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[00:19.17] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[00:21.69] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[00:23.74] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[00:27.10] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[00:32.81] Trust is costly (Ah)\n[00:35.39] Ain't life a bitch? Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.41] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.22] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.80] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.53] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.35] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.60] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.62] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.82] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.65] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.82] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.01] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.89] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.55] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.59] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.40] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.05] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.64] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.54] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.04] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.84] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.28] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.04] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.77] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.32] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.02] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.94] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.96] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.47] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.88] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.22] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.19] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.88] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.50] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.00] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.06] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.83] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.36] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.02] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.05] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.55] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.48] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.07] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.56] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.57] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.26] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.72] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.31] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.35] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.84] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.68] The saga continues\n[03:18.15] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ, Jaheim\n album: Doe or Die II (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 198000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 1240\n end_ms: 2590\n- text: It's time, black, it's time\n start_ms: 2590\n end_ms: 5990\n- text: You feel that magnetic, right?\n start_ms: 5990\n end_ms: 9830\n- text: Let's get 'em\n start_ms: 9830\n end_ms: 10800\n- text: And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel\n start_ms: 10800\n end_ms: 13860\n- text: Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n start_ms: 13860\n end_ms: 16590\n- text: Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n start_ms: 16590\n end_ms: 19170\n- text: If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n start_ms: 19170\n end_ms: 21690\n- text: And you know, and you know, and you know\n start_ms: 21690\n end_ms: 23740\n- text: That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n start_ms: 23740\n end_ms: 27100\n- text: But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n start_ms: 27100\n end_ms: 32810\n- text: Trust is costly (Ah)\n start_ms: 32810\n end_ms: 35390\n- text: Ain't life a bitch? 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Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.45] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.29] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.84] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.59] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.37] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.68] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.68] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.80] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.63] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.87] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.07] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.81] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.54] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.53] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.38] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.01] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.65] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.58] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.03] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.89] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.25] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.06] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.78] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.37] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.09] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.91] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.90] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.42] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.86] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.23] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.16] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.80] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.51] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.04] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.00] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.84] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.32] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.07] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.01] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.53] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.42] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.03] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.51] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.54] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.28] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.70] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.38] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.38] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.85] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.64] The saga continues\n[03:18.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel (feat. 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Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.45] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.29] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.84] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.59] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.37] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.68] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.68] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.80] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.63] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.87] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.07] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.81] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.54] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.53] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.38] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.01] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.65] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.58] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.03] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.89] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.25] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.06] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.78] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.37] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.09] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.91] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.90] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.42] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.86] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.23] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.16] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.80] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.51] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.04] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.00] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.84] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.32] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.07] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.01] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.53] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.42] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.03] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.51] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.54] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.28] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.70] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.38] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.38] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.85] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.64] The saga continues\n[03:18.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel (feat. 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Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.45] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.29] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.84] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.59] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.37] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.68] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.68] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.80] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.63] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.87] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.07] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.81] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.54] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.53] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.38] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.01] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.65] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.58] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.03] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.89] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.25] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.06] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.78] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.37] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.09] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.91] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.90] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.42] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.86] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.23] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.16] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.80] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.51] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.04] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.00] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.84] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.32] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.07] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.01] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.53] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.42] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.03] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.51] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.54] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.28] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.70] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.38] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.38] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.85] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.64] The saga continues\n[03:18.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ feat. 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Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.45] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.29] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.84] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.59] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.37] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.68] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.68] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.80] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.63] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.87] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.07] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.81] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.54] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.53] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.38] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.01] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.65] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.58] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.03] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.89] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.25] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.06] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.78] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.37] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.09] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.91] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.90] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.42] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.86] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.23] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.16] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.80] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.51] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.04] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.00] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.84] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.32] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.07] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.01] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.53] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.42] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.03] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.51] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.54] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.28] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.70] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.38] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.38] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.85] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.64] The saga continues\n[03:18.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel\n artist: AZ feat. 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Girl just divorce me\n[00:38.45] Timepiece frosty\n[00:40.29] That's why you only get one chance to cross me\n[00:43.84] Drip so saucy (Oh)\n[00:45.59] Three different chicks, one caramel mocha coffee\n[00:49.37] Heaven help me, uh\n[00:51.68] 'Cause I'm still (Still), caught in the wheel\n[00:54.68] Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'\n[00:57.80] D'USSÉ champagne, the Henny gallons poppin'\n[01:00.63] Processin' the accolades of life\n[01:02.87] Calculatin' the hate, evaluatin' the price\n[01:05.36] It's known, on style alone, I could carry my own\n[01:08.07] Calm demeanor, throw with various tones, I raise hell\n[01:10.81] When your features is as fresh as your sneakers, you age well\n[01:13.54] From the beeper era of reefer puffers that make bail\n[01:16.53] Won't tell, been through it, been influenced\n[01:19.38] Been a student, bossed up, this been a movement\n[01:22.01] Can't stop it, rockin' chains and flyin' objects\n[01:24.65] Frames over the optics, I refrain to gossip\n[01:27.58] Gotta get it, it's vivid, definin' physics\n[01:30.03] For minor critics, my kind is exquisite\n[01:32.89] Respect first, then we focus on net worth\n[01:35.25] That's how I work from the dirt when it's thirst and death lurks\n[01:38.06] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Stay alert)\n[01:41.01] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[01:43.78] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[01:46.37] If the purp don't get 'em, then the\n[01:48.09] Cocaine will (They killin' they self)\n[01:49.91] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[01:50.90] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[01:54.42] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[02:00.09] Kids and the dope bodies be poppin' the most molly\n[02:02.86] Provoke homi's, that's why it's cocked and close by me\n[02:05.62] Clear vision, never stare, my ears listen\n[02:08.23] I hear different, it's a scarce, weird condition\n[02:11.16] Move doli, send whoever, he can't hold me\n[02:13.80] Dance like Durant on the court, a young Kobe\n[02:16.51] Son cozy, backspin, I'm past ten\n[02:19.04] What I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n[02:22.00] Gotta school 'em, too many fraudulents'll fool 'em\n[02:24.84] One-two 'em, or the police or I'ma do 'em\n[02:27.32] It's dysfunction, in the mix, don't miss nothin'\n[02:30.07] From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n[02:33.01] Follow suit, find a circle and alley-oop\n[02:35.53] And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n[02:38.42] King status, built from dreams that seem lavish\n[02:41.03] But anything attached to a fiend could bring madness\n[02:43.51] And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n[02:46.54] Whole thing turnin', tryna roll uphill\n[02:49.28] Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n[02:51.70] If the purp don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n[02:54.38] And you know, and you know, and you know\n[02:56.38] That it's real, yeah (Whoa)\n[02:59.85] But you don't know, you don't really know how to feel (Ah)\n[03:06.64] The saga continues\n[03:18.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: The Wheel (feat. 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I spill could make a ice grill nigga crack a grin\n Gotta school him, too many fraudulence'll fool 'em\n One, two 'em or the police, I'ma do 'em\n It's dysfunction, in the mix don't miss nothin'\n From crack flips to now rap shit, it's just hustlin'\n Follow suit, find a circle and alley oop\n And you too could hop in Ferraris and Audi coupes\n King status, built from dreams, it seem lavish\n But anything attached to a fiend can bring madness\n\n And we're all just spokes in a big ol' wheel (Savages)\n Hopin', turnin', tryna roll uphill\n Twist that cap, nigga, pop that steel\n If the purp' don't get 'em, then the cocaine will\n And you know, and you know, and you know\n That's it's real, yeah\n What you don't know, you don't really know how to feel\n\n The saga continues...\n\n FeaturingJaheim\n\n Produced ByEric Hall, Jaheim & Kay Gee\n\n Written ByAZ\n\n Release DateAugust 12, 2021\n"}]