Lace Up Stro (Ft. Dave East)

[Intro: Stro]
S-T-R-O (Swish, swish)
Yeah (How many y'all came to win?)
Oh, they askin' my name, huh? (You ready?)

[Verse 1: Stro]
S-T-R-O, I ain't come to play with you (Yeah)
Life challengin', but I wouldn't trade with you (I wouldn't trade)
It's early, I'm up (Yeah) I can't spend a day with you
I'm mindin' my business (Uh), I ain't gettin' paid with you (Nope)
Know my color bright (Yup), 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 (Yeah, uh)
Look at shorty, she support bra, liftin' up her top
Never not on my grind
New York City time
'Nother brother better, you will never find (Swish, swish)
(Uh) I been in my bag like groceries
Competition shouldn't take shots, take notes please (Yeah yeah, uh)
Reportin' live from the winner side
Grade A Tribe 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, get the win

[Chorus: Stro]
Ayo, I need that, big chips, man, I need that
Hustle hard on the job, you could see that
All my hittas' real good, we don't need ya 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 on the street, case on the news