Veyster - Steppas Lyrics

I came in here with the Steppas if you wanna step then you gotta impress me
Niggas act like they mad, but don't say shit like bro, just text me
You can tell me if you got a problem
I came in here with the Steppas if you wanna step, then you gotta impress me
Niggas act like they mad, but don't say shit like bro, just text me
You could tell me if you got a problem
But these niggas ain't know that I'm poppin
I got money, so f*ck is a dollar?
Pop my shit, and I didn't go to college
Came too trim, pop my collar
Oh that's him, my nigga, I got it
Vey that's you, like, "oh my God, oh my God"
They won't stop flockin'
Kill 'em on camera, I don't do it with kindness
I know that they watchin', this shit can get violent
You know that I'm keepin' them racks in my pocket
Off white pills, let it chill on the roxies
You know I'm that nigga, you know that I'm different
I tried and tried, but I can't fix it
Step in the building, I hope you're not trippin
This shit can get wicked, I'm chillin' with Sticky
Where is the gas?
I don't do the stizzies
Born in 03, I did not get a Stimmy
You gotta be in a whole different bag
If you fly a bitch out, and you don't get the kitty
I know that you miss me
And of course I'ma change when I'm richer
And I know they be prayin' to get me
And I still got the gang here with me
Cross my heart, I hope to die
But mama, I just can't see you cry
Pulled up in the rental, brand new city I need my fye, I'ma just call Sky
And don't confuse me with your last nigga
He a lame, baby, I'm a whole different kind
Came in here with TPF
Nigga, this the gang
The mob, the squad, the guys
Shorty trippin', but I never listen I got money, nigga
What the f*ck is a ticket?
CBFW, popping my shit, I'm a young nigga I never been to the Mitten
Ever since I got money, they act like they with me
Seen niggas change, I gave em a mention
Took a trip down to the A, I only had Ev with me
Cause these niggas ain't listen
I went to the summit, but I didn't win it
So when I blow up, bro I know they gon' feel it
Shrug this shit off and just get to the chicken
I really be rappin', you don't wanna diss me
I ain't had no one to call on
When I looked up, it was all gone
Remember when we used to walk home
Nigga I was trappin' with my mom's home
Then I got that call from my mom's phone
Said they put a bullet in my pop's dome
When my nigga died, it's like I died with him I'ma blow this money till my time gone
Top gone, shorty said I got too many rocks on
And shorty be suckin' my socks off
How the f*ck you text me from a block phone
And shorty labeled me a heartbreaker
But my heart broken you are not wrong
And shorty thinkin' I'ma die for her, bitch you thought wrong
Too deep in, too far gone
I came in here with the steppas
If you wanna step then you gotta impress me
Niggas act like they mad, but don't say shit like, bro, just text me
You can tell me if you got a problem