2 Steps

Aye aye aye We just talk pain, pain music That's all I make is the pain music, thats all I been thru When I get the bag I'm a talk about the bag The real bag Until then I put money on it, I ain't shook Aye I bet money won't nobody put none on my books I shot a Nigga and that's all it took to get me hook I know you niggas hate me just by how you look Boy pick yo head up Take two steps forward to get yo bread up No matter how hard it get, never get fed up And you ain't never show love so now you dead to us Now you dead to us Uncle Mac why it's blood on yo pants Damn I did it again, now I got blood on my hands Damn I'm drippy again Damn I'm litty again Might f*ck up the city again I'm a shoot till it burn it in my hand, ima shoot this bitch empty again Prometh inside me Boy I got bodies God you can hear me, I know the devil be watching An I know you wanna snake me for that small fee You say I'm paranoid, killers say good D I won't be the next picture on that white tee I been smoking deuce I'm guilty Been drinking dirty filthy My gun go kuku crazy Dopeboy, look like 1980 This how the street shit made me Only the lord can save me Hope you remember me Aye been drinking dirty filthy Aye aye Smoking deuce I'm guilty No matter how hard it get never get fed up You taking two steps forward to get yo bread up Aye aye aye aye nah nah nah I put money on it, I ain't shook Aye I bet money won't nobody put none on my books I shot a Nigga and that's all it took to get me hook I know you niggas hate me just by how you look Boy pick yo head up Take two steps forward to get yo bread up No matter how hard it get, never get fed up And you ain't never show love so now you dead to us Now you dead to us