Chris Brown – Till The Wheels Fall Off, Lyrics

TILL THE WHEELS FALL OFF LYRICS BY CHRIS BROWN

Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown

Ghhgg

Summertime, but it feels cold (Cold)

Sun’s out, it ain’t shining low

I’m just tryna make it through the day

Ain’t thinking ’bout tomorrow

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

‘Cause there’s darkness all around me

 

Chorus: Chris Brown

Told my brother we gon’ slide (Oh, yeah)

We gon’ ride

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh, woah)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’

 

Verse 1: Chris Brown

Ride and we gon’ slide (Woo), free Wunna and Slime

Fighting for our lives while they get paid up out confinement (Woo)

They don’t like the fact I went from Honda to a ‘Rari (‘Rari)

Bust down to a Plain Jane, hate the shit you can’t change (Skrrt)

Tryna be a winner, but I still be feeling lost in it (Woo)

Trying not to sin, but that shit hard when niggas crossing me (Wow)

Holding back tears, tryna write me off (Woo)

Bitch, you don’t know how to love, guess your heartbeat off, yeah

I been going crazy, tryna save me, ain’t no antidote (Woo)

I would say your name, but I ain’t saying that shit anymore (Woo)

Drowning out the pain, it’s just a feeling you won’t ever know

I’m a living legend, I’ma say it till it’s time to go

I done put in heavy work, my children won’t ever hurt (Woo)

Riding for my people until Heaven make another Earth (Blatt)

They shot my nigga Bobby five times, I was hella hurt (Ooh, woah)

Caught up in some politics, now we on some wilding shit (Woo)

I just wanna see my niggas on without the candle lit (Yeah)

Most my niggas learn how to get money, but can’t manage it (Ooh)

Couple of my bitches say the word and I’ma handle it (Woo)

If my heart break, no compensation for the damages (Yeah)

Never thought that I could feel so low (Woo)

All that shit I did for niggas and they still so cold

And why that bitch I really love won’t accept my loving?

I’m grown and I still don’t know (Oh, oh, oh)

 

Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown

Summertime, but it feels cold (Feels cold)

Sun’s out, it ain’t shining low (Oh)

I’m just tryna make it through the day (Make it through the day)

Ain’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (No)

As I lay me down to sleep (Sleep)

I pray the Lord my soul to keep (Soul to keep)

‘Cause there’s darkness all around me

 

Chorus: Chris Brown & Lil Durk

Told my brother we gon’ slide

We gon’ ride

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Woah, yeah)

(Uh, yeah, we gon’ ride, we gon’ ride, we gon’ ride)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh, ooh)

(My nigga, who gon’ ride? It’s Smurk)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’

 

Verse 2: Lil Durk

I done got it out the mud, that shit was uncomfortable (Uncomfortable)

Mama worked a nine-to-five, she left me five Lunchables (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All them guns your ass be posting, nigga still touchable (Touch)

Had the police shoot out the bucket just to find the matching shoe (Yeah, yeah)

All the hoop niggas wanna rap and all the rap niggas wanna hoop (Hmm)

How you get more time for drugs like you the nigga who doing the shooting? (Ooh)

Brother died, they ain’t wanna post ’cause they do the most at them computers (Ooh)

They like, “How you ain’t GD and your daddy was under Larry Hoover?” (Woah, woah)

I be wanting to trip and grab the whip, but then I slide on ’em (Slide on ’em)

You know I’m into it, stopped going live and stole my vibe off (Vibe off)

I done wrote to jails when I was on the floor like, “Take some time off” (Yeah, yeah)

He said “no” ’cause I kept smiling in my mugshot (Yeah, yeah)

We on everybody ass

All the shorties who real, who wanna slide, turn them droughts? (Skrrt)

I don’t care where we at, we can have a shootout in Calabasas (Brrt)

I’m ridin’ with the culture, I hate what they tryna do to Travis Scott (Straight up)

My auntie gone off the scotch

See a nigga I called my brother, he was in the trenches moving my watch (Yeah, yeah)

And I told you, “Ain’t no drought,” you think you the only nigga that got wok? (Nah)

And I told you, “Ain’t no clout,” nigga, you the only nigga that walk (Yeah)

 

Chorus: Chris Brown

Told my brother we gon’ slide

We gon’ ride

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’

 

Verse 3: Capella Grey

We always scared to watch what we do (We do)

Same gang-gang with me since Robins and Trues (Huh?)

Bluffing, they know we ain’t hard to find (Nah)

We been outside posted on the stoop, uh

That’s why when our business blow, what them a do pon the internet?

Posting for the opps to watch, nah, we’re not into that

They know what it is, them silly, they don’t try

Fine by me, you spilling, we gon’ slide (Oh)

Spliffs in the hallway (Oh), rolling with my day-ones (Oh)

Catch you on an off-day (Oh), ain’t no fucking fair ones (Oh)

Down too long, can’t lie (Oh)

Now we’re way too fly to cry, yeah

 

Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown

Summertime, but it feels cold

Sun’s out, it ain’t shining low

I’m just tryna make it through the day

Ain’t thinking ’bout tomorrow

As I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul to keep

‘Cause there’s darkness all around me

 

Chorus: Chris Brown

Told my brother we gon’ slide

We gon’ ride

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh)

Till the wheels fall off, we gon’ ride (Ooh)


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