Metronome

Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wav 'em)
Now wave your hands back and forth like a mtronome
(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
(Wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em, wave 'em)
Yeah, yeah
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone
We got a match for every single damn chromosome
We been, we been bout to take the throne
Verse 1: Nickyy Danger]
They say we all came based on evolution
But I’ve never been one to seek or chase a revolution
Why is that? I build confidence
Mixed with honest shit
Probably why the team humble even when we here conquering
Deliberate a dinner plate, who gone share a meal with me?
My request is that you show some ethics mixed with chivalry
Or at least some symmetry
The devil ain’t no friend to me
I only see his gritty teeth, beady eyes and puppetry
Now I’m on a different path, tryna find a balance
Be a full time father while I’m juggling your talents
A do-it-once-a-day-er getting tossed up out the palace
I don’t do the disrespect, but I also hold no malice
I been thinking on the future of my kids
Tryna give them everything they wanna ever wanna get
A boss up in the making and that’s just what it is
Now let me see if I can raise your hands a little bit, uh huh
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone
We got a match for every single damn chromosome
We been, we been bout to take the throne
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)
We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone
We got a match for every single damn chromosome
(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)
We been, we been bout to take the throne
Here we go again
Turn the lights on, put the mics on
Listen to my metaphors from memory, for destiny
I crave no man’s acceptance
I’m gifted, I’ve invested my time
I ain’t defending my crimes
I seek the life of a don
I know that money, Louis, pussy make you feel good
But power grants chaos and life sure will be the dealer
Can I change what I can’t contain?
So I keep my circle smaller than a wedding ring
Got love for my enemies
Feed off of your energy
Honesty is everything
Buy a home in Beverly
Pull in something '70
My oasis technically
Feel my wordy weaponry
A kamikaze specialty
Raise your hands except for me
Back and forth, back and forth
I see you losers acting poor
Working like a 6−12
I could go for plenty more
If you really real, I know the deal
I’ll send you four
This is Solid Sixteen but I could go 80 bars
Where’s the chorus?
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone
We got a match for every single damn chromosome
We been, we been bout to take the throne
Now wave your hands back and forth like a metronome
(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)
We got some hotties in the building, finna set the tone
We got a match for every single damn chromosome
(Hands up, wave 'em like a metronome)
We been, we been bout to take the throne