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Andreonbeat - Fight Strap Lyrics

[Intro]
Agh, agh, uh

[Verse 1]
I wake up, and guess what, bout a hundred missed calls man that's messed up
But it's cool it means the trap house boomin week day no time for a fresh cut
Guess who next up? they pointin' over here,(yup) we workin' over here, and rarely rest up
Fuck what you bench bruh, I push a brick as a plate, and then start movin the weight so I dont get stuck (oh)
Right winger with a fight strap, thats right, they hit us we hit right back
A hater talkin' all that shit thats when I might snap, and still put the puck in the net through a tight gap, I know that you like that (what?)
This is Canada i'll take you for a ice cap, (bitch) put a lil' rum in it so I might tap (yes)
Music like the drugs got em comin' right back they dont even like rap (uh)


[Chorus]
2 keys, 3 hoes, 4 plugs 5 grams in a dime bag
6 hits, 7 cuts where the 8 ball? in the ninth tryna' get it out of my hand, i'll be goddammed
Out here doin' everything that I can
Main event got the whole city watchin'
But im back stage like what you coppin', what you coppin' (huh?)

X2 (Chopped)


[Verse 2]
(uh) You ain't ready for this god flow, (what?) started from the bottom but the view is from the top tho
Tired of runnin' from the 5-0, with the milage that I do from Montreal to Toronto, I get it pronto
Ain't got no time let the clock go, (do it) im on my grind and the block know
Flashbacks of my life like a slideshow, tell em drive slow
(What? yup) you know me, they make me laugh when they ask me if I smoke weed
But I don't really hit the blunts rather ocb's, it helps me cope with the stress when im over seas (ahhh)
Still waitin' on a ticket, (right) dont you worry bout a thing boy I get it (what)
You can achieve but you must be committed, you can talk about it but your ass gotta live it
[Chorus] (Chopped)
2 keys, 3 hoes, 4 plugs 5 grams in a dime bag
6 hits, 7 cuts where the 8 ball? in the ninth tryna' get it out of my hand, i'll be goddammed
Out here doin' everything that I can
Main event got the whole city watchin'
But im back stage like what you coppin', what you coppin'


[Verse 3]
(Uh) Another verse another master piece, rap game lookin' weak they should pass the keys
So I could bring the shit back where it has to be, cuz nowadays Stevie Wonder shit is sad to see
Actually, all they do is brag for free, practically you nuttin' if you dont have the beat
You wack to me sit down bitch have a seat and listen up when a master speak
(?) Money and the power, thats right, thats right, all day, all night get it, get it from a dungeon to a tower (whoa)
Young boy in the hood makin' noise in the hood and the bitches out here love it when its louder
Jumpin' out the gym, jumpin' out the shower (what?)
You take a brick and watch it crumble down to powder (ok)
Flip this, work that, take your minutes and your seconds muthufucka im the man of the hour


[Chorus]
2 keys, 3 hoes, 4 plugs 5 grams in a dime bag
6 hits, 7 cuts where the 8 ball? in the ninth tryna' get it out of my hand, i'll be goddammed
Out here doin' everything that I can
Main event got the whole city watchin'
But im back stage like what you coppin', what you coppin' (huh?)
X2 (Chopped)