Step Brothers
Know I can and they really wanna take my shine
Automatic man It happens when I take my time
Ain't no reason not to chase this it could all be mine
Take a look inside your mind you might just like all what you find
Might just gold flow like I'm Midas
Might just go pro like the Giants
If you think you do it better you should try this
You can't deny us
We just supply this
Why your flow so lifeless?
The shit I wrote'll have em sayin' "He ain't write this"
Shit I wrote'll make em say I'm self righteous
It's entertaining when they turn around & bite this
You can try it but you'll never have my likeness
You can buy it but you might not like my prices
You deny it everybody got they vices
And man I put em in a vice and now they going through a crisis
Climbed to heights I'd never reach if I was blind and tied to pride,
A lotta of nights I didn't sleep cuz I was wired trynna find
Another rhyme to fit a line that was written in my mind
And now I'm shittin' when I'm spittin' competition trynna hide
And so I make a call to Coop and tell em that its time to slide
Just to show em they can't talk that shit and try to stay inside
We still making sure they hear us man this year has been a ride
Dropped a tape another tape and that's just April to July
Automatic man It happens when I take my time
Ain't no reason not to chase this it could all be mine
Take a look inside your mind you might just like all what you find
Might just gold flow like I'm Midas
Might just go pro like the Giants
If you think you do it better you should try this
You can't deny us
We just supply this
Why your flow so lifeless?
The shit I wrote'll have em sayin' "He ain't write this"
Shit I wrote'll make em say I'm self righteous
It's entertaining when they turn around & bite this
You can try it but you'll never have my likeness
You can buy it but you might not like my prices
You deny it everybody got they vices
And man I put em in a vice and now they going through a crisis
Climbed to heights I'd never reach if I was blind and tied to pride,
A lotta of nights I didn't sleep cuz I was wired trynna find
Another rhyme to fit a line that was written in my mind
And now I'm shittin' when I'm spittin' competition trynna hide
And so I make a call to Coop and tell em that its time to slide
Just to show em they can't talk that shit and try to stay inside
We still making sure they hear us man this year has been a ride
Dropped a tape another tape and that's just April to July
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Writer(s): Henry Maysack
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