Step

We gone Flex on em' niggas, step Move out the way, next Ink on my arm I’m tatted, flex And all of them boys down the street, pressed Steppers I’m in the room with steppers Finessers I hang with real finessers We stepping We in yo spot collecting Give blessings Make sure you get the message This one right here this for Pop Can't say that shit without smoke We moving all in yo section And them pussy niggas they choked I only get hit with the facts See them Lil niggas is jokes Please move out the way We tryna drive the boat Watch how I step on them niggas Heel first then toe They treating us like some legends We do not wait at the door I could get used to this shit It feel like I been here before It's prolly cause I done been blowing some racks in this spot For like weeks in a row I pay my respect and regards While I sing my pain on guitars I hope they pick me to represent them Cause I'm like a young superstar I'm like a young living legend They 'bout to know who I am Like what Fifty and Breezy had said in that song Hmm bitch I'm the man We gone Flex on em' niggas, step Move out the way, next Ink on my arm I’m tatted, flex And all of them boys down the street, pressed Flex on em' niggas, step Move out the way, next Ink on my arm I’m tatted, flex And all of them boys down the street, pressed