Top of the morning stove top papa fritas with cheese eggs taquitos
Pop got the drop when it chirped on his beeper
It's the first of the month got the lumps on the meter
While im stunting my dunks hear bobito garcia
Yo de hoy be quao
I can ride my bike when no handlebars either like flobots
Fe fi fo fum and I fumbled alot
Head first on canvas like im chris benoit
Like chris bosh the blood clots made the heat wave
Over anticipate need to decelerate
Take time revise on the landscape
Mama said i need to stay in child's place
Playing cops and robbers that disguised our problems only difference is we back home tommorow
As i growed that road has took it's toll and followed
Used to shoot pellet guns in coke bottles
Tag along with antagonist twice my age
Tag your building with graffiti spray
I was baby stroller not control of race
Cortez nikes on my big wheel fisher price
Had warned me bout that curb line but I had road rage involving in the chase
A lil boy who wanna crowned king in the hometown
But i seen how they broke down in the derby got a lil worried
That checkered rally flag is unnoticed
But's what's most important is that you finding your purpose
Will i ever grow integrity probably never
But i cant ride these training wheels forever
It's like anthony when cain had shielded him from bullet slain my youthful innocence is robbed and now I don't see things the same
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Didnt really have a role model so I play the role of drug dealers, lung killers, couple felons, no vision
In sight of mind im walking blind and footsteps left behind
By anyone it doesn't matter i just need a direction at the time I was helpless
Help me help me please lord dont neglect me, begging on my knees asking for a prayer anyway
I wanted to fit in round the block so i built me a image
I was locked out with no way to get in here they come
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
Now im running after what is destined for me
Self wealth and unlimited peace
Dead naw people look up to me
I just set the bar with a bachelors degree
But thats not my purpose rather save a life
I gotta wind out the weed with the spiritual verses only lie one life gotta live it for certain that's real
But i wanted to fit in round the block so I built me a image I was locked out with no where to get in
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Training Wheels (feat. Ninososupremey) Video (MV)
Performed By: Bishop Nxvarro
Language: English
Length: 4:40
Written by: Christopher Brown, Marquinseon Johnson
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Top of the morning stove top papa fritas with cheese eggs taquitos
Pop got the drop when it chirped on his beeper
It's the first of the month got the lumps on the meter
While im stunting my dunks hear bobito garcia
Yo de hoy be quao
I can ride my bike when no handlebars either like flobots
Fe fi fo fum and I fumbled alot
Head first on canvas like im chris benoit
Like chris bosh the blood clots made the heat wave
Over anticipate need to decelerate
Take time revise on the landscape
Mama said i need to stay in child's place
Playing cops and robbers that disguised our problems only difference is we back home tommorow
As i growed that road has took it's toll and followed
Used to shoot pellet guns in coke bottles
Tag along with antagonist twice my age
Tag your building with graffiti spray
I was baby stroller not control of race
Cortez nikes on my big wheel fisher price
Had warned me bout that curb line but I had road rage involving in the chase
A lil boy who wanna crowned king in the hometown
But i seen how they broke down in the derby got a lil worried
That checkered rally flag is unnoticed
But's what's most important is that you finding your purpose
Will i ever grow integrity probably never
But i cant ride these training wheels forever
It's like anthony when cain had shielded him from bullet slain my youthful innocence is robbed and now I don't see things the same
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Didnt really have a role model so I play the role of drug dealers, lung killers, couple felons, no vision
In sight of mind im walking blind and footsteps left behind
By anyone it doesn't matter i just need a direction at the time I was helpless
Help me help me please lord dont neglect me, begging on my knees asking for a prayer anyway
I wanted to fit in round the block so i built me a image
I was locked out with no way to get in here they come
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
Now im running after what is destined for me
Self wealth and unlimited peace
Dead naw people look up to me
I just set the bar with a bachelors degree
But thats not my purpose rather save a life
I gotta wind out the weed with the spiritual verses only lie one life gotta live it for certain that's real
But i wanted to fit in round the block so I built me a image I was locked out with no where to get in
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Pop got the drop when it chirped on his beeper
It's the first of the month got the lumps on the meter
While im stunting my dunks hear bobito garcia
Yo de hoy be quao
I can ride my bike when no handlebars either like flobots
Fe fi fo fum and I fumbled alot
Head first on canvas like im chris benoit
Like chris bosh the blood clots made the heat wave
Over anticipate need to decelerate
Take time revise on the landscape
Mama said i need to stay in child's place
Playing cops and robbers that disguised our problems only difference is we back home tommorow
As i growed that road has took it's toll and followed
Used to shoot pellet guns in coke bottles
Tag along with antagonist twice my age
Tag your building with graffiti spray
I was baby stroller not control of race
Cortez nikes on my big wheel fisher price
Had warned me bout that curb line but I had road rage involving in the chase
A lil boy who wanna crowned king in the hometown
But i seen how they broke down in the derby got a lil worried
That checkered rally flag is unnoticed
But's what's most important is that you finding your purpose
Will i ever grow integrity probably never
But i cant ride these training wheels forever
It's like anthony when cain had shielded him from bullet slain my youthful innocence is robbed and now I don't see things the same
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Didnt really have a role model so I play the role of drug dealers, lung killers, couple felons, no vision
In sight of mind im walking blind and footsteps left behind
By anyone it doesn't matter i just need a direction at the time I was helpless
Help me help me please lord dont neglect me, begging on my knees asking for a prayer anyway
I wanted to fit in round the block so i built me a image
I was locked out with no way to get in here they come
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
Now im running after what is destined for me
Self wealth and unlimited peace
Dead naw people look up to me
I just set the bar with a bachelors degree
But thats not my purpose rather save a life
I gotta wind out the weed with the spiritual verses only lie one life gotta live it for certain that's real
But i wanted to fit in round the block so I built me a image I was locked out with no where to get in
But i continued the mission I drove the potholes and dead end signs on every road
Every code from the streets I gained here was dope better run
On my training wheels still ego trippin
Tip toe on egg shells need yield my field getting too heavy to hold my own fo' real
No lil tykes that turnpike, slow and steady, when opportunity we'll see if you ready now
I can ride my bike with no heavy bars, hands free reaching for stars, euthanized my youth apart
Windows im ghost riding inhaling from afar tryna find happiness in a jar, patching up my scars YEAAA
Writer: Christopher Brown, Marquinseon Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid