Metrical Futurity - Just off the Strength

Just off the strength
Just off the strength
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
Straight out the gate (Straight out the gate)
Made sure my niggas was straight (Niggas was straight)
Before it's too late (Before it's too late)
Showed all my niggas some grace (Yeah, yeah)
We wanted steak (We wanted steak)
We made us a table and ate (Table and ate)
I wanted cake (I wanted cake)
So I told all my niggas let's bake
Yeah I'm on the move, Straight to the moon
A nigga too cold to be living June
I want the Wagon black-white like a coon
Tell em step back cause I need me some room
But I want the charts way more than that car
They closed their eyes, they was sleep on a star
Wish a nigga would just wish upon me
Wish a nigga would wanna be like be me
Feel like Adele when we rolling this deep
Like TLC when we creep
Diamonds dancing in the middle of street
Give a damn what a bitch say about me
From Hollywood to hollygrove
Nigga stay on his 10 toes
Number 1 like my name Derrick rose
That's a pick lil nigga strike a pose
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
If I'm up a mil, we up a mil
We drop a bag, fuck how you feel
I'm on the line, ready to kill
This is my shot, I'm shooting for real
Fuck all that lying, complaining, and bitching
I put all of my niggas in winning positions
Defied the odds, the gravity and physics
I know when I die, I died the realest
I'm on the road, doing the shows
All of em scream, they want some more
Gotta stick to the scrip, gotta stick to the code
We here for work, we not here for these hoes
A nigga might bend, but he will never fold
Walking round the lot with all these poles
We set n shop but the shop been closed
Lil nigga this a pick, so betta know yo role
I know my dogs on all they 4s
White girl got it all on her nose
Devil coming for you and your soul
This city can't make it on its own
So i'll carry this bitch on my back
If I gotta go I'll pick up the slack
I know they aim and attack
Buts okay cause I'm aiming right back
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
Couple bands to my niggas off the strength
Muscle man, I walk with limp
A nigga prayed for these days like this
Oh mama I'm the man, they playing my shit
A nigga lost out here on this road
Swear ever stage starting to feel like it's home
Every day for the bag of the bones
Nigga still tipping like my name mike jones
Yeah, yeahh
Just off the strength
Just off the strength

Written by:
Rashid Denson

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