Step In (feat. StewSoCoast)

Real spitter, show niggas how to rock when I step in I'm really from my section, ain't got time for no flexing The way you niggas straddlin' the fence is depressing Don't ask what the gang doin', bitch, we leavin' them guessing It's a G-Man on my hip, but it's shoot, Smith and Wesson Mention any one of my locs, then the wolves gon' stretch him The way you niggas switchin' sides, shit's so perplexing Preppin' up this dope shit to serve, I got connections But when it comes to this game, it's a curse and a blessing Niggas better pick a street and press lines for they sections Speak on Tension and Benzo, then this shit can get reckless Bullets knockin' through his body, spot him, got him, no question We might take a couple L's, it ain't a loss, it's a lesson Stay ten toes, gotta keep my head on the swivel All the homies like you got it, cuz just keep it official Stack your dollars, put your focus all on instrumentals Real spitter show niggas how to rock when I step in You say you from the set, why you ain't press for your section Bullets get to flyin', only God can bless them Before I hit the streets, I say a prayer to my weapon Stay dangerous, cuz stayin' safe is out of the question Runnin' with some wild niggas for the gang, we press shit Touch one of mines, then the wolves gon' stretch him Six-pack or get whacked two times for the section I'm on the road, seein' new cities I done checked a couple tribes out, some brand new biddies Tryna knock another down when I'm shootin' his 50 And ever since I put the 30 on it, they don't hoop with me Do the skit by myself, niggas can't shoot with me Speakin' on my nigga tension, we ain't leavin' a witness Breakin' records on the score like I'm grindin' for Guinness And let me see that nigga loafing ', I'ma give him the business Niggas is trippin', makin' mamas cryin' and sickin' I can't let him take me from my mama, I ain't no victim Line him up on the wall, get him first like we picked him Baby, choose up with the coast, you gon' see that we winning Gettin' money, lil' baby, you can see I ain't pretending Threw the set down in his pic, now his body is missing Ayy, f*ck that, have you niggas swimmin' with fishes We hit the club, C-section full of Crips with some bitches Real spitter, show niggas how to rock when I step in You say you from the set, why you ain't press for your section Bullets get to flyin', only God can bless them Before I hit the streets, I say a prayer to my weapon Stay dangerous, cause stayin' safe is out of the question Runnin' with some wild niggas for the gang, we press shit Touch one of mines, then the wolves gon' stretch em Six-pack, or get whacked two times for the section, nigga