Lace Up Songtext
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Lace Up Songtext
S-T-R-O
Swish swish
Yeah
How many of y′all came to win?
Oh, they askin' my name, huh?
You ready?
S-T-R-O, I ain′t come to play with you (Yeah)
Life challenging, but I wouldn't trade with you (I wouldn't trade)
It′s early, I′m up (Yeah), I can't spend the day with you
I′m mindin' my business (Uh), I ain′t gettin' paid with you (No)
My color bright (Yeah), I ain′t finna fade with you
Man, I gotta come clean like a maid with you
I been on my everybody drop when I drop
Look at shorty, she support broad, liftin' up
Never not on my grind, New York City time
'Nother brother better you will never find (Swish swish)
I been in my bag like groceries
Competition shouldn′t take shots, take notes, please
Reportin′ live from the winner's side
Grin and try, keep a different vibe, is you down to ride?
Never tired, you will never know, you ain′t never tried
Work it out, hit the gym, hit the field, hit the weight, yeah
Ayo, I need that, big chips, man, I need that
Hustle hard on the job, you can see that
All my hitters real good, we don't need your feedback
They clear the way when my crew comin′ through
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W′s
Now what I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
Murder beats, leave it in the street, case on the news
What I do? Lace up my shoes, chase W's
Grape colored coupes, uno, no, I can′t be number two
MVP, the league most valuable, they sweet as apple juice
Talkin′ trophies, I done grabbed a few, can't match this attitude
I wear my heart on my sleeve, please
I move like the wind, can′t catch this breeze, freeze
Stop you in your tracks, this not no preseason
We seekin' W′s like 2Pac used to throw up
Forget it, might as well forfeit, your team shouldn't even show up
"What you wanna be when you grow up?" they used to ask me
Naturally I chose an athlete, competition never match me
We ain′t go together like camouflage and polka dots
Focus on your position, just know your spot, so don't stop
It's a long season, they plannin′ on winnin′ for the wrong reasons
Tryna get my number retired, can't let these frauds beat us
I figured out the recipe, never let opponents get the best of me
I′m focused on my legacy
Ayo, I need that, big chips, man, I need that
Hustle hard on the job, you can see that
All my hitters real good, we don't need your feedback
They clear the way when my crew comin′ through
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W′s
Now what I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
Murder beats, leave it in the street, case on the news
Swish swish
Yeah
How many of y′all came to win?
Oh, they askin' my name, huh?
You ready?
S-T-R-O, I ain′t come to play with you (Yeah)
Life challenging, but I wouldn't trade with you (I wouldn't trade)
It′s early, I′m up (Yeah), I can't spend the day with you
I′m mindin' my business (Uh), I ain′t gettin' paid with you (No)
My color bright (Yeah), I ain′t finna fade with you
Man, I gotta come clean like a maid with you
I been on my everybody drop when I drop
Look at shorty, she support broad, liftin' up
Never not on my grind, New York City time
'Nother brother better you will never find (Swish swish)
I been in my bag like groceries
Competition shouldn′t take shots, take notes, please
Reportin′ live from the winner's side
Grin and try, keep a different vibe, is you down to ride?
Never tired, you will never know, you ain′t never tried
Work it out, hit the gym, hit the field, hit the weight, yeah
Ayo, I need that, big chips, man, I need that
Hustle hard on the job, you can see that
All my hitters real good, we don't need your feedback
They clear the way when my crew comin′ through
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W′s
Now what I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
Murder beats, leave it in the street, case on the news
What I do? Lace up my shoes, chase W's
Grape colored coupes, uno, no, I can′t be number two
MVP, the league most valuable, they sweet as apple juice
Talkin′ trophies, I done grabbed a few, can't match this attitude
I wear my heart on my sleeve, please
I move like the wind, can′t catch this breeze, freeze
Stop you in your tracks, this not no preseason
We seekin' W′s like 2Pac used to throw up
Forget it, might as well forfeit, your team shouldn't even show up
"What you wanna be when you grow up?" they used to ask me
Naturally I chose an athlete, competition never match me
We ain′t go together like camouflage and polka dots
Focus on your position, just know your spot, so don't stop
It's a long season, they plannin′ on winnin′ for the wrong reasons
Tryna get my number retired, can't let these frauds beat us
I figured out the recipe, never let opponents get the best of me
I′m focused on my legacy
Ayo, I need that, big chips, man, I need that
Hustle hard on the job, you can see that
All my hitters real good, we don't need your feedback
They clear the way when my crew comin′ through
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
What I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W′s
Now what I do? Lace up the shoes, chase W's
Murder beats, leave it in the street, case on the news
Writer(s): Dwayne A. Shippy, David Brewster, Brian Bradley Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
