Metrical Futurity - Buckle Up

It was all a dream
I knew I would be like this back in 2003
Humming out these fucking melodies before I could read.
Mama I want this shit so bad that I can hardly can breathe
It been taking me too long so I'm upping the speed
So buckle up
I don't need nobody in the streets to show me love
I don't fuck with bitches who be living in the club
I've been fighting back, now I'm tighten up the gloves
And if it all go down I hope this Glock can hold me up
Know some niggas feeling pain who be drowning in a cup
We be chasing rings got me felling like the bucs
Living out our dreams now it's time to level up, up
Welcome to Round 3 man I swear it's time to pop shit
Lil baby left me cause she said I'm too toxic
But ion really trip, I just add her to my block list
101 problems and not 1 is my pockets
And ion ride with niggas, that's unless we on the same goals
Back in the G having dreams of Durango's
Remember Ant and B was so T'd they fucked the same hoes
17 left a nigga with these caseloads
And I know that you've been wondering why I'm distant
I think that I love Catherine more than Kristen
I was at my lowest, that's the only one who listened
And when fell down had my back, Scottie Pippen
The only thing I let hang around me is chains
I watched all these niggas change, they've been acting all strange
It's funny how you said that I was living with some snakes
But I can't tell who the fakes cause I ain't seen you since that day
I'm upping the speed So buckle up
I don't need nobody in the streets to show me love
I don't fuck with bitches who be living in the club
I've been fighting back, now I'm tighten up the gloves
And if it all go down I hope this Glock can hold me up
Know some niggas feeling pain who be drowning in a cup
We be chasing rings got me felling like the bucs
Living out our dreams now it's time to level up, up
2019 I was flying to Miami
Wasn't thinking bout the streets, I was thinking bout a Grammy
Never did it for myself, I always did it for my family
Cause I came from no uncles but a whole lot of aunties
She want to be down, got her feeling like she brandy
Once she gave the cheeks saved her number under sandy
Had to leave them toys alone, got me feeling like I'm Andy
Soft as gum and she sweeter than some candy
I remember back in the days
I remember when I had the lines in the fade
I remember riding to Atlanta with jay
I remember looking at that white girl's face
I remember writing all day
When told me that I will be all great
When they told me I was a couple songs away
When that lil bit said I'm never going to make it
When I wrote my heart out and they ain't play it
I'm upping the speed So buckle up
I don't need nobody in the streets to show me love
I don't fuck with bitches who be living in the club
I've been fighting back, now I'm tighten up the gloves
And if it all go down I hope this Glock can hold me up
Know some niggas feeling pain who be drowning in a cup
We be chasing rings got me felling like the bucs
Living out our dreams now it's time to level up, up

Written by:
Metrical Futurity, Rashid Denson

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