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Wheel Talk

Wheel Talk

hardcore East Coast rap, gritty storytelling, mid-tempo, deep bassline, raw unfiltered vocals, moody urban atmosphere
David MFeb 5, 2026
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[Intro – quiet car interior hum, distant siren fade] Steering wheel cold under my palms City lights blur, keep my thoughts calm [Verse 1 – slow rolling bass, sharp snare snap] Every corner I turn, they’re chasing the bag Cutting each other off, no time for a lag Old homie switched up when the cash hit his hands Left me stranded, didn’t even spare a glance They say loyalty’s dead, and I see it clear Everyone’s a snake, hiding under a veneer No one keeps their word when the stakes get high Just a bunch of vultures, circling the pie [Chorus – heavy bass, aggressive delivery] All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine [Verse 2 – muted piano undercurrent, tighter flow] Saw my cousin sell out his own blood for a check Said it’s just business, no room for regret Friend who swore we’d ride or die took my spot Climbed the ladder fast, left me at the bottom rot They smile in your face while they plot your downfall Count your coins behind your back, wait for you to fall No one’s got your six when the chips are down Just a bunch of leeches, sucking you dry till you drown [Chorus – layered vocals, amplified bass] All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine [Bridge – stripped-back beat, intense spoken-word energy] I’ve seen the worst in people when the cash starts to flow They’ll stab you in the back just to get a little more dough No honor, no heart, just a hunger that won’t quit Everybody’s a stranger, even the ones you thought you fit I keep my windows up, my doors locked tight Can’t trust a soul in this city of night They’ll take everything you’ve got, leave you with nothing at all Just a memory of when you thought someone cared at all [Chorus – full intensity, ad-libs weaving in] All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine All they care about is the green in their pocket Virtue’s a joke, loyalty’s a forgotten topic No one does right when the money’s on the line Everybody’s blind, just out for their own shine [Outro – engine rumble fading, soft static] Steering wheel still cold under my palms City lights fade, keep my guard on