Steppin Back
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yah
Aye yeah yeah
(Uh this is so hard)
Stepping back, we on different toes
And lately I've been stepping in a different mode
My brother told me talk to em' and get em' gone
And I don't need a bitch to say I'm living wrong yeah
I think I had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, I had enough yeah
I think a nigga had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, a nigga had enough yeah
(Yeah yah)
And lately when you see me, I'm just stepping back
I got the joint up in my ear, like where my lighter at
I gotta keep it moving, to the moon is where my mind be at
I gotta keep it stepping, for my brother can never pay him back
And everything he taught me kept me going, so no going back
Hoes be in attendance, yeah I'm high but I never fold
I'm never keeping change, so you know I never paid a toll
Where these niggas at, I see them bailing to the judge
Tryna tell him where I'm at, thought you gangsta where your morals go
All that shit you talking cap, if your thinking that I need yah
I don't need to run it back, I gotta put it into music
I ain't really into rap, and this shit is from my dome
So just miss me with that chat
(Yeah yah)
Steppin back, we on different toes
And lately I've been stepping in a different mode
My brother told me talk to em' and get em' gone
And I don't need a bitch to say I'm living wrong yeah
I think I had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, I had enough yeah
I think a nigga had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, a nigga had enough yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yah
Aye yeah yeah
(Uh this is so hard)
Stepping back, we on different toes
And lately I've been stepping in a different mode
My brother told me talk to em' and get em' gone
And I don't need a bitch to say I'm living wrong yeah
I think I had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, I had enough yeah
I think a nigga had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, a nigga had enough yeah
(Yeah yah)
And lately when you see me, I'm just stepping back
I got the joint up in my ear, like where my lighter at
I gotta keep it moving, to the moon is where my mind be at
I gotta keep it stepping, for my brother can never pay him back
And everything he taught me kept me going, so no going back
Hoes be in attendance, yeah I'm high but I never fold
I'm never keeping change, so you know I never paid a toll
Where these niggas at, I see them bailing to the judge
Tryna tell him where I'm at, thought you gangsta where your morals go
All that shit you talking cap, if your thinking that I need yah
I don't need to run it back, I gotta put it into music
I ain't really into rap, and this shit is from my dome
So just miss me with that chat
(Yeah yah)
Steppin back, we on different toes
And lately I've been stepping in a different mode
My brother told me talk to em' and get em' gone
And I don't need a bitch to say I'm living wrong yeah
I think I had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, I had enough yeah
I think a nigga had enough, I had enough
I think I had enough, a nigga had enough yeah
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Writer(s): Joshua Taylor
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