Lyrics Wheel of Fortune - Strick

Wheel of Fortune

Wheel of fortune
Illkronik
Yeah, fortune, came from nothing
Turn it up, gotta fire up
You know I want it all
Want it all, yeah
Wheel of fortune, on the road to riches, yeah
I came from nothing, you know I want it all
Need more commas than a blog, brand new choppers, AR
Millionaire independent, nigga fuck your A&R, yeah
Lear on the tarmac, my signature platinum
Sittin' in the Maybach with Slatt Michael Jackson
Customize that Thriller, YSL leather jacket
I heard they tried to steal my style but never be a classic
Hundreds in the money counter, run it through them backwards
Pack came in from burner, now we runnin' through them back switch
All day I dream about stacks, with Ye in Calabasas
I’ma be a hall of famer, hang my jersey in the rafters
Give 'em an Oscar, man they acting
We toasting up, Thug just cracked a pint of Actavis (you dig?)
She wanna fuck, it’s apparent I’m spectular
Hold up shawty, first grab that magnum
You know that money shock come with a bag and all
Okay, grabbin' bags, don’t care 'bout what that tag cost
Oh yeah, road to riches, woodgrain on that Bentley truck
Tryna keep my fortune safe, man I done lost trust
My only option was to turn up
Wheel of fortune, on the road to riches, yeah
I came from nothing, you know I want it all
Need more commas than a blog, brand new choppers, AR
Millionaire independent, nigga fuck your A&R, yeah
Lear on the tarmac, my signature platinum
Sittin' in the Maybach with Slatt Michael Jackson
Customize that Thriller, YSL leather jacket
I heard they tried to steal my style but never be a classic