Hell on Wheels - Burden

So baby heard that I’m a outlaw

In these positions hit it different like I’m

Southpaw

Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off

She do blow, I let her blow me, she got lock jaw

All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all

whiskey and tattoos

Label me a bad dude

All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone,

yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

Yea im fuckin faded

I act an ass, tip the glass, bitch I’m fucking famous

Too many commas in the stash, people get the changing

I ain’t a doctor, I don’t got no patience

All you THOTS are basic

So basically, I’d rather chase a check bitch

Chunky ass Cuban on my neck bitch

2 tone on my left wrist

Life threw me a curve ball

Ain’t no one expect this

I Wake up to some breakfast and head bitch

-my life’s a mother fuckin movie

Put that shit on Netflix

Baby in my DM with the messages

If she can get the, dick, than she’ll know what a blessin is

No I’m not affectionate

I fuck, and I’m the best at it

I don’t know when my heart turned turned cold

Used to have a heart of golf

But I know one thing

Mamma raised a rolling stone

All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all

whiskey and tattoos

Label me a bad dude

All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone,

yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

This shit ain’t no accident

All the moves I make gotta be accurate

Woman I ain’t paying for your drink unless I’m smashing it

I left the crib without no pussy, bet I’m coming back with it

—And treat it like I’m mad at it

With Savagery,

I don’t like to cuddle baby, you got to get out of here

You fucking up the atmosphere

-Sometimes I get high, take a drive

Look at the sky

Think of the guys, I hope they hear me talk to em

Wonder why

The good really do die

When they young

The bad cry

Then keep livin our lifeeeoooh

I get higher and higher, higher and higher

Swear I been to hell and back

I walked right through the fire, I’m fine

Put that Roley on my wrist but I ain’t got the time

Feel everybody wanna kill me they can hop in line

Im somewhere in a foreign country, on a different time

They tell me that my skills ill, bitch I’m feeling fine

All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all

whiskey and tattoos

Label me a bad dude

All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone,

yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news

So baby heard that I’m a outlaw

In these positions hit it different like I’m

Southpaw

Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off

She do blow, I let her blow me, she got lock jaw

I grab her head and fuck her face until her mouth raw