Aj47 - Off The Muscle Lyrics

I got it off the muscle niggas reluctant to hustle
I had to grind I'm talking constant refusal to struggle
I refuse to roll over and die, if you had two options do or die
I bet you would roll ova and cry
But I refuse to buckle
I heard the yarns around town and honestly I can help but chuckle
I can't help but laugh
I see your in the dark
18+ no income still drinking in the park
Ay I can be ya spark
And I can put you on
But I can't stand lil fish who be acting like they're f*cking sharks
Give a nigga a big, tell him run with it, watch that nigga fumble
I got it off the muscle
Niggas reluctant to hustle
I had to grind it was constant refusal to struggle
Feel like the 2020 Lakers balling like I'm in the bubble
Gave my mum a big stack, here this' for all your troubles
You still living at your mamas, every day ya ass in trouble
You got no money so how ya ass always in humble
I swear it's always the brokest niggas that be ready to rumble
And it's never 1s, niggas turn a scrap to a royal rumble
Step a nigga out without they gang, I guarantee they crumble
Talk with chest online but got no voice bunch of mumbo jumbo
Big man talk with chest, can't no one make a nigga mumble
I got it off the muscle
Niggas reluctant to hustle
I been making gains nigga I ain't talking bout weights
I'm talking bout the stacks I lift every time I paper chase
I be raising racks, I'm not lifting a dumbbell
So much repetitions I might as well deadlift a duffle
I got it off the muscle
Niggas reluctant to hustle
Your whole gang broke but rap bout money and cars? Cuz you leave me puzzled
Heard niggas putting money on my head huh
Nigga you heard what I said
You been looking fed
Niggas hella hungry heard they moving like the Feds
Tryna put me in the red
Tryna put me in the bed early
I suggest you go and get your bread
Pull on me I bet I put you on your head
Ten toes everywhere I f*cking step
Heavy hands coming, feel like some f*cking bullets to ya head
MT6K money team that's what I rep, rent free yeah, I bet I'm living in your head
Plotting on me tryna get me got
Every since I got a bag mandem moving kinda hot
Had to take a step back to really see what's what
Ain't no sitting on the fence, your either with me or not
Money on my head, that's wasted bread, go get your money back
Niggas claim they're rude or die, see beef and they start running back
Remember I ain't had a pot to piss in, now they all coming back
(Niggas all coming back and shit man bums)
I got it off the muscle
Niggas reluctant to hustle
I had to grind and it was constant refusal to struggle
We don't steal around here, if I want it I'm taking it off ya
Free smoke, I call Keefy he gon pull up and then drop you
Heard niggas nowadays they be fighting with they weapons
Even heard when they do it they calling em steppers
Then I must be a crawler
Same niggas be boasting bout money, be the ones begging in the corner
It's getting hot, is this a studio or a f*cking sauna
You do you, I'll do me unless you wanna deal with trauma
Ask the streets no cap, from young I been a f*cking brawler
Needless to say but I switched it from brawler to baller
From foot soldiers, we made it to the shot callers
From foot soldiers, we made it to the shot callers
I got it off the muscle
Niggas reluctant to hustle
I had to grind and it was constant refusal to struggle