All in Stride
All in Stride

All in Stride Lyrics Meanings
by Nick Grant

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All in Stride Lyrics

I'm so tired
But I just can't lose my style

Ok, I'm back to school you niggas, this is open campus
This is pimpin', I should slap a nigga open-handed
High off life, I told a model she needs lower standards
Asked her if she had a twin, I feel like Joey Tanner
Big spender, Kris Jenner, I promote the family
Car dashin', see the Benzo, she like "Oh, it's happening"
Think she call me daddy cause she never knew her daddy
And my shooters all black, Rhythm Nation Janet
Boy don't make me jack son, robbery, uh, bodily harm
Was underground, now she topping me off, slob on my knob
Niggas fronting like I ride with the mob
Why shouldn't I charge, me, myself, and I, ménage à trois
Play the odds, a yes-man is just a bobble-head doll
Holla them all, a nigga strutting like Pac at the court
Hop out the Porsche
Shake that ass, got that pussy on menus the a la carte
Boy I had to make my point bout this wave, watch for the sharks
Bounce

Yo, hold the fuck up!
You dusty feet ass bitches running here fucking these niggas for free
Worrying about how your bills gon' get paid
Bitch, if you knew better, you'll do better
And you niggas 'round here working another nigga bomb
And you ain't become no boss yet, get you some money!

Ok, I had to chef it up, I'm talking Cuban links
Tell her ain't no weak link in my Cuban link
Only like my cougars at a youthful age
Nigga, we was gangnin' since the platinum Fubu days
I got dreams of being Hova, I should move in yay
Listen bae, this shit so good you'll think I'm cool with Ye
Ok, my diamonds dancing I could bag a LisaRaye
Life is hard, but it's easy being truthful, baby
This shit dope for real, overload the scales
This pimpin' like I got coke in my pinky nail
Get the money baby, we don't fuck with ain't ours
Bet it back, I bet I match it like the same style
Chopsticks for beef from shutting P.F. Chang's down
I gave you prophecy my first one and you lamed out
Luckily, sold dope, but it wasn't for me
Still the flow raw, peep the way I bubble in these streets
Who can fuck with me

Nicky baby
(Dope, dope, dope)

Writer(s): BERT RUSSELL, CHARLES EDWIN HATCHER, CHAUNCEY A. HOLLIS, GERALD WEXLER, HARVEY FUQUA, JOHNNY WILLIAM BRISTOL, NICK GRANT
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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