Steppas Freestyle Video (MV)

Dear God,
I want to thank you for all the great people you put in my life
Giving me the strength to fight through all the ups and downs and
Protecting me from the haters and the perpetrators
Lord I'm forever grateful and I know the heights you have planned for me are magnificent
And those who don't agree are just ignorant
I want to thank you God for all the beautiful women you put in my life
Even though none of them made my wife the experiences were nice
I ask you to continue to give me strength in this uphill battle lord
Thank you,
Amen
We was in Starcrest apartments
Tryna be some stars, knew we'd take it far
Lijah on the beat, y'all ain't up to par
Cristian on the mix, vocals touched by God
Wish that chris was here, he'll pull yah card
Drakko keep the heat, he'll leave yah charred
Magical with bars, just all me the Bard
Or the piece keeper, keep a street sweeper
And a thick diva, she a skeet eater
Money or my time, she can't get either
She know Ima dog, someone get PETA
Know I'm after bread, Tryna get pita
You a family guy, someone get Peter
We in the stewy, we making a movie
Heard yah bitch choosy, Im leaving her gooey
Brown and black coupey, remind me of scooby,
Lord
I'm on a roll, Im on a roll, a roll, a roll
Ain't with the dumb shit I'm chasing a goal
We running shit, we ain't taking a stroll
We got it lit like the top of the stove
We presidential we uppin the poles
Uppin the scope ima blow of his nose
Im on some bullshit I ball like D.rose
All black the drip I be fly with the crows
My bitch a model she know how to pose
These niggas model's they really be posers
Get em some paper then fold like a folder
She gave me cat but I prefer the Doja
Destiny Child told that bitch Ima soldier
Knew that we make it don't say I ain't told ya
Im from New York just makes sense why I'm colder
Could have a bad bitch and won't even poke her
Walking round in a robe like she Yoda
Hold it down swear I get her a Rova
What's the odor its success and cologna
Back in this bitch cannot give em a break
Its the S as the dollar sign feel like I'm ma$e
I put work in with dollar signs feel like I'm chase
I be running with villains ain't no one wear capes
I be tied in with shooters and all of em laced
We in first they in second boy stay in yah place
Ain't no face on my shooter ain't building a case
We don't hate on computers we say it to face
If I turn it to cinco could turn it to seis
If I say it I do it I'm not one to feint
Want to take it to war hope he got him a tank
Make a effort to push up I turn it to plank
I be walking through clouds before puffing the dank
Im in love with the paper aint cuffing a skank
I be sharp with the bars like a snuck in a shank
Call me king of the hill I be runnin with hank!
We Taking Over The Game!
Ya'll feelin Some type of way!
Count up like we moving weight!
Count up like we moving!
We Taking Over The Game!
Ya'll feelin Some type of way!
Bitches line up for the gang!
Bitches line up for the!
We Taking Over The Game!
Ya'll feelin Some type of way!
Count up like we moving weight!
Count up like we moving!