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Real Steppa - Way Out Real $teppa Lyrics



Real Steppa - Way Out Real $teppa Lyrics
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I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
Thank God I beat that case I ducked the federal
I'm still fighting charges they tryna give me federal
They tryna say I been serving that fentanyl
I keep it real I don't care how you want it though
In my city it get litty don't get wiggied
Moving iffy keep a blicky it'll get sticky
Cronem get you gone they don't gotta pop a pilly
My niggas they do this really we ain't beefing over pussy no
You niggas some pussies though
Smoke em like some cookies cro
I swear that he mad cause she ride me like a rodeo
But i ain't tripping everywhere I got that fortyoooo
Taliban shit nigga I know that I'm about to blow
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
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I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
Thank God I beat that case I ducked the federal
I'm still fighting charges they tryna give me federal
They tryna say I been serving that fentanyl
I keep it real I don't care how you want it though
In my city it get litty don't get wiggied
Moving iffy keep a blicky it'll get sticky
Cronem get you gone they don't gotta pop a pilly
My niggas they do this really we ain't beefing over pussy no
You niggas some pussies though
Smoke em like some cookies cro
I swear that he mad cause she ride me like a rodeo
But i ain't tripping everywhere I got that fortyoooo
Taliban shit nigga I know that I'm about to blow
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
I'm just tryin make a way
Tryin buy a crib where I could walk outside and it's safe
Old dude wasn't with it still got shot in his face
I told my momma it's gone be fine
Think about me when you pray ya
You wasn't with me I was down on my face ya
You want a handout cause I'm balling NBA yeah
Designer holding up the pistol by my waistline
I'm still ducking D's tryna give me fed time
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Language: English
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