Shit real
Come over and try to break my heart one more time cuz I can't feel
These days I trip off of the little things
Somebody gone get killed
Lied and said that baby was my daughter
Man I had to let the beat build
Told me all she wanted for her birthday was a big wheel
These bitches crazy in the future
Told her sit still
On my wrist real
And the clip spill
I got hot tea baby I got Intel
Niggas out in jersey still snitchin still cappin hard
Got me out here rapping hard
Y'all was in the trap and I was trapping y'all
Big wolf and ya bitch soft
Shorty left me out here and I been lost
Realizing that I been loss
Still pushing 90 in them big cars
On a hot streak
Out the cold sheets
I got homies that ain't really my homies
Wanna test me
But they know me
So we don't speak
They gon try to stone me
But it slow b
And I eat smoke
My katana never in the sheath tho
Look you in the eye while I free throw
I Fell out of love and f*cked my ego
Here we go
Can't feel breaks
I'm Steve-O
Make a hoe settle down
Now she grow
Nigga shit real
Man this shit real
Everytime I think about you
I just wonder if you miss here
When I find the next one wonder if she ever gonna diss here
Tryna hold somebody daughter down for the long run with no fear
Thinking of the times I had to check if you the one that was so weird
I catch feelings when she go out of her way to approach me
I catch feelings when she know I'm in my way so I don't sleep
I catch feelings when she look me in eyes and then throat deep
Yeah that's so me
Real nigga still need a bitch to hold me
I hold grudge in big amounts
I know there's things you'll figure out
And I'll be left out the equation
And I gotta live and thug it out
All this time I felt a way
How would I feel in a bigger house
How would I feel in a V12
Driving pass neighbors visibly goin thru hell
Pandora's box opens and well
All I needed was more to tell
Is you down forreal or wanna disappear
Your twinkle is dimming inside of your shell
Made me ruthless all over
Might take your friend to Ruth Chris all over
All expenses covered and payed
It's all for her
She wanna be alone with me bad
It's all on her
Allen Wolf - Steve-O Lyrics
Allen Wolf - Steve-O Lyrics
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Shit real
Come over and try to break my heart one more time cuz I can't feel
These days I trip off of the little things
Somebody gone get killed
Lied and said that baby was my daughter
Man I had to let the beat build
Told me all she wanted for her birthday was a big wheel
These bitches crazy in the future
Told her sit still
On my wrist real
And the clip spill
I got hot tea baby I got Intel
Niggas out in jersey still snitchin still cappin hard
Got me out here rapping hard
Y'all was in the trap and I was trapping y'all
Big wolf and ya bitch soft
Shorty left me out here and I been lost
Realizing that I been loss
Still pushing 90 in them big cars
On a hot streak
Out the cold sheets
I got homies that ain't really my homies
Wanna test me
But they know me
So we don't speak
They gon try to stone me
But it slow b
And I eat smoke
My katana never in the sheath tho
Look you in the eye while I free throw
I Fell out of love and f*cked my ego
Here we go
Can't feel breaks
I'm Steve-O
Make a hoe settle down
Now she grow
Nigga shit real
Man this shit real
Everytime I think about you
I just wonder if you miss here
When I find the next one wonder if she ever gonna diss here
Tryna hold somebody daughter down for the long run with no fear
Thinking of the times I had to check if you the one that was so weird
I catch feelings when she go out of her way to approach me
I catch feelings when she know I'm in my way so I don't sleep
I catch feelings when she look me in eyes and then throat deep
Yeah that's so me
Real nigga still need a bitch to hold me
I hold grudge in big amounts
I know there's things you'll figure out
And I'll be left out the equation
And I gotta live and thug it out
All this time I felt a way
How would I feel in a bigger house
How would I feel in a V12
Driving pass neighbors visibly goin thru hell
Pandora's box opens and well
All I needed was more to tell
Is you down forreal or wanna disappear
Your twinkle is dimming inside of your shell
Made me ruthless all over
Might take your friend to Ruth Chris all over
All expenses covered and payed
It's all for her
She wanna be alone with me bad
It's all on her
Come over and try to break my heart one more time cuz I can't feel
These days I trip off of the little things
Somebody gone get killed
Lied and said that baby was my daughter
Man I had to let the beat build
Told me all she wanted for her birthday was a big wheel
These bitches crazy in the future
Told her sit still
On my wrist real
And the clip spill
I got hot tea baby I got Intel
Niggas out in jersey still snitchin still cappin hard
Got me out here rapping hard
Y'all was in the trap and I was trapping y'all
Big wolf and ya bitch soft
Shorty left me out here and I been lost
Realizing that I been loss
Still pushing 90 in them big cars
On a hot streak
Out the cold sheets
I got homies that ain't really my homies
Wanna test me
But they know me
So we don't speak
They gon try to stone me
But it slow b
And I eat smoke
My katana never in the sheath tho
Look you in the eye while I free throw
I Fell out of love and f*cked my ego
Here we go
Can't feel breaks
I'm Steve-O
Make a hoe settle down
Now she grow
Nigga shit real
Man this shit real
Everytime I think about you
I just wonder if you miss here
When I find the next one wonder if she ever gonna diss here
Tryna hold somebody daughter down for the long run with no fear
Thinking of the times I had to check if you the one that was so weird
I catch feelings when she go out of her way to approach me
I catch feelings when she know I'm in my way so I don't sleep
I catch feelings when she look me in eyes and then throat deep
Yeah that's so me
Real nigga still need a bitch to hold me
I hold grudge in big amounts
I know there's things you'll figure out
And I'll be left out the equation
And I gotta live and thug it out
All this time I felt a way
How would I feel in a bigger house
How would I feel in a V12
Driving pass neighbors visibly goin thru hell
Pandora's box opens and well
All I needed was more to tell
Is you down forreal or wanna disappear
Your twinkle is dimming inside of your shell
Made me ruthless all over
Might take your friend to Ruth Chris all over
All expenses covered and payed
It's all for her
She wanna be alone with me bad
It's all on her
Writer: S Allen
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