Steps Songtext
von prettifun
Steps Songtext
Pretti
Oh, huh
Retrace your steps, gotta watch what you left
Don′t wanna say how I feel, just know I ain't gettin′ rest no more
Niggas sayin' I can never be mad, that's a rumor (ha-ha)
I think that I′m losin′ my sight (my sight)
I found my morals again, I understand what is right
How we could crawl again (again)
We was hot enough now I treat you like my friend
Guess that just part of the trend
I don't wan′ clique with these rappers
These niggas pedos and weird (they're weird)
I opened up a new chapter, goin′ back my only fear (my fear)
You not a part of the crew, how the fuck you get back here?
Feel like I have no more drive 'til I learn to steer (vroom, vroom, vroom)
It′s so conflictin'
If you's a rich nigga, go throw all your chicken (all your chicken)
If you′s a broke nigga, stack it ′til you get it
And if your shit suck, please don't do the dissin′
I know that I'll be dead, nigga, if I never listen
"What you wearin′, bruh?"
Rick Owen jeans with the aircut
Dreads so long, fuck a haircut
They been waitin' so long, I don′t worry, bruh
Oh, you hate her? Me too, nigga
Why you proud of sharin' hoes? That's for loser niggas
I′m on new shit, wavy like the pool hit
Bullshit, it get dismissed, three albums on Christmas
Oh-oh-oh
I give the fans a song, they sayin′ that they want more from me
Yeah, I already know, I already know, she want us to be
No, they can't find nothin′ like P
We got blues, bangin', B
Money mean nothin′ to me
And the fans mean nothin' to me
But your love mean somethin′ to me
Fuck everythin', let me be
Nigga, bands off a B now
Then they ran with the old style
It's some shit, I′m the coach now
Got ′em dancin' like a roadhouse
I could die right now, my family okay
Give a fuck ′bout a deal, know Alex can pay it
Wake up with a smile, this a new day
One in the head, take the gun out the safe
Nigga better not try to play, get laid down
Blood all over the place
Before, oh, you get sprayed now
Weed in my backpack, not a Sprayground
I go Gucci, Louis, can't tell what to say now
Watch your vet, big dawg, on my chain now
Give a fuck who you is, you get replaced now
Oh, huh
Retrace your steps, gotta watch what you left
Don′t wanna say how I feel, just know I ain't gettin′ rest no more
Niggas sayin' I can never be mad, that's a rumor (ha-ha)
I think that I′m losin′ my sight (my sight)
I found my morals again, I understand what is right
How we could crawl again (again)
We was hot enough now I treat you like my friend
Guess that just part of the trend
I don't wan′ clique with these rappers
These niggas pedos and weird (they're weird)
I opened up a new chapter, goin′ back my only fear (my fear)
You not a part of the crew, how the fuck you get back here?
Feel like I have no more drive 'til I learn to steer (vroom, vroom, vroom)
It′s so conflictin'
If you's a rich nigga, go throw all your chicken (all your chicken)
If you′s a broke nigga, stack it ′til you get it
And if your shit suck, please don't do the dissin′
I know that I'll be dead, nigga, if I never listen
"What you wearin′, bruh?"
Rick Owen jeans with the aircut
Dreads so long, fuck a haircut
They been waitin' so long, I don′t worry, bruh
Oh, you hate her? Me too, nigga
Why you proud of sharin' hoes? That's for loser niggas
I′m on new shit, wavy like the pool hit
Bullshit, it get dismissed, three albums on Christmas
Oh-oh-oh
I give the fans a song, they sayin′ that they want more from me
Yeah, I already know, I already know, she want us to be
No, they can't find nothin′ like P
We got blues, bangin', B
Money mean nothin′ to me
And the fans mean nothin' to me
But your love mean somethin′ to me
Fuck everythin', let me be
Nigga, bands off a B now
Then they ran with the old style
It's some shit, I′m the coach now
Got ′em dancin' like a roadhouse
I could die right now, my family okay
Give a fuck ′bout a deal, know Alex can pay it
Wake up with a smile, this a new day
One in the head, take the gun out the safe
Nigga better not try to play, get laid down
Blood all over the place
Before, oh, you get sprayed now
Weed in my backpack, not a Sprayground
I go Gucci, Louis, can't tell what to say now
Watch your vet, big dawg, on my chain now
Give a fuck who you is, you get replaced now
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