They told me be humble
Now look where I'm at
Dodging the snakes
Got weight on my back
Growing up me
Wouldn't call it a struggle
They call me a brat
'Cause I wouldn't run with em
Come in with the drip
I'm leaving my sauce
The mess that I made
I tell em clean off
I came in this game
Cus I know ima boss
And who run me out
Go tell em get lost
Throw me some numbers
Then we chop it up
Don't mess with no guns
But don't try yo' luck
I ain't no shoota
I'll knuck if you buck
I run to the money
'Cause that's all I want
And who gon stop me
Who gon STEP
Low toleration
For drama and punks
I said that I want it
You know i'm a get it
And I don't do pageants
I know that I'm winning
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge (Eww)
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
Who really gonna step though
Nobody, ain't nobody gon step
Got a new check
So I spent that again
That n**** was a lame
So he blocked me again
New girl keep watching my post
Tell ya new girl to leave me alone
Running to this bag
And I can't stop
Got my name on my chest
Like a name tag
Yeah I'm little
But I'm really going one and up
You can see for yourself
That I can brag
How you like how I'm turning out now
Thought that I was lame
But I'm cool enough now
Surfing on my wave
Yea you finna drown now
Ow
I think I'm making a trend
Ou
I think I got em Mad now
Ou
I think it's time to back down
Nah
It's time that you look like a clown
I'm up
Lul baby you down
Period
Don't know how to act
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Aye
Miss Demure - Step Lyrics
Miss Demure - Step Lyrics
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They told me be humble
Now look where I'm at
Dodging the snakes
Got weight on my back
Growing up me
Wouldn't call it a struggle
They call me a brat
'Cause I wouldn't run with em
Come in with the drip
I'm leaving my sauce
The mess that I made
I tell em clean off
I came in this game
Cus I know ima boss
And who run me out
Go tell em get lost
Throw me some numbers
Then we chop it up
Don't mess with no guns
But don't try yo' luck
I ain't no shoota
I'll knuck if you buck
I run to the money
'Cause that's all I want
And who gon stop me
Who gon STEP
Low toleration
For drama and punks
I said that I want it
You know i'm a get it
And I don't do pageants
I know that I'm winning
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge (Eww)
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
Who really gonna step though
Nobody, ain't nobody gon step
Got a new check
So I spent that again
That n**** was a lame
So he blocked me again
New girl keep watching my post
Tell ya new girl to leave me alone
Running to this bag
And I can't stop
Got my name on my chest
Like a name tag
Yeah I'm little
But I'm really going one and up
You can see for yourself
That I can brag
How you like how I'm turning out now
Thought that I was lame
But I'm cool enough now
Surfing on my wave
Yea you finna drown now
Ow
I think I'm making a trend
Ou
I think I got em Mad now
Ou
I think it's time to back down
Nah
It's time that you look like a clown
I'm up
Lul baby you down
Period
Don't know how to act
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Aye
Now look where I'm at
Dodging the snakes
Got weight on my back
Growing up me
Wouldn't call it a struggle
They call me a brat
'Cause I wouldn't run with em
Come in with the drip
I'm leaving my sauce
The mess that I made
I tell em clean off
I came in this game
Cus I know ima boss
And who run me out
Go tell em get lost
Throw me some numbers
Then we chop it up
Don't mess with no guns
But don't try yo' luck
I ain't no shoota
I'll knuck if you buck
I run to the money
'Cause that's all I want
And who gon stop me
Who gon STEP
Low toleration
For drama and punks
I said that I want it
You know i'm a get it
And I don't do pageants
I know that I'm winning
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
I just want money
I just want bread
Back in the day
I had a big head
Now you all in my face
Like you stating a pledge (Eww)
Boy get out my way
I'm on to the next
On to them bills
On to them checks
Speak to existence
I'm gonna be next
You doubted me then
Now I put up a flex
Don't care how you feel
I'm living my best
Who really gonna step though
Nobody, ain't nobody gon step
Got a new check
So I spent that again
That n**** was a lame
So he blocked me again
New girl keep watching my post
Tell ya new girl to leave me alone
Running to this bag
And I can't stop
Got my name on my chest
Like a name tag
Yeah I'm little
But I'm really going one and up
You can see for yourself
That I can brag
How you like how I'm turning out now
Thought that I was lame
But I'm cool enough now
Surfing on my wave
Yea you finna drown now
Ow
I think I'm making a trend
Ou
I think I got em Mad now
Ou
I think it's time to back down
Nah
It's time that you look like a clown
I'm up
Lul baby you down
Period
Don't know how to act
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Who gon step
Aye
Writer: Destiny Bowser
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