Step Up
I said Aloha
Im on that slow grind
Its all relative
But I need more time
You can call me Albert
I be on my Grindstein
Right or wrong
I'm ignoring both signs
Moral compass
On its own guidelines
Tryna find the best way
To go and change these young minds
OK
Cause thats whats important
I just go record it
I don't PAY attention to the past
I can't afford it
Broken faucet, you know you see my drip
I take you on a trip
Because this rap shit
Makes me feel different
I keep it pimping,
I keep it rolling
Cause time is ticking
Stay on ya mission
Don't get it stolen
I'm rolling with my baby,
You could say we strolling
But we stay arguing,
It ain't always golden
But I'm lookin for the silver lining
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I ain't gon let up
Staircase in my mind, I had to go and step up
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I ain't gon let up
Staircase in my mind, so I had to go and step up
Try and test us
Flow electric like we riding in some Teslas
I'm a gentleman, polite gestures
To the females in my section
Nice to meet ya
This is Weston
Let me ask some questions
Are you thinking on a deeper plane?
Or on the surface?
Cause if you aint pondering
Then ima swerve ya
Style so clean
Bottle of detergent
Gotta stay hustling
Life is always urgent
Got to earn it
Got to learn it
And the bullshit
Gon discern it
Don't concern with
Going crazy
Im on my Howard Stern shit
Bout my greens,
Yeah i'm on my fern shit
You know I'm the shit,
On my turd shit
HA HA
And you fake boys,
Y'all just Turdless,
Yeah I'm bout my purpose
Yeah Yeah
Hear it in these rhymes
I be working,
No waiting
No doctors appointment
I'm making points man,
Like Jordan
Damn we ballin
We just scorching
This mixtape
It be dropping
Faster than you can clock in
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I aint gon let up
Staircase in my mind, I had to go and step up
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I aint gon let up
Staircase in my mind, so I had to go and STEP UP
Im on that slow grind
Its all relative
But I need more time
You can call me Albert
I be on my Grindstein
Right or wrong
I'm ignoring both signs
Moral compass
On its own guidelines
Tryna find the best way
To go and change these young minds
OK
Cause thats whats important
I just go record it
I don't PAY attention to the past
I can't afford it
Broken faucet, you know you see my drip
I take you on a trip
Because this rap shit
Makes me feel different
I keep it pimping,
I keep it rolling
Cause time is ticking
Stay on ya mission
Don't get it stolen
I'm rolling with my baby,
You could say we strolling
But we stay arguing,
It ain't always golden
But I'm lookin for the silver lining
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I ain't gon let up
Staircase in my mind, I had to go and step up
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I ain't gon let up
Staircase in my mind, so I had to go and step up
Try and test us
Flow electric like we riding in some Teslas
I'm a gentleman, polite gestures
To the females in my section
Nice to meet ya
This is Weston
Let me ask some questions
Are you thinking on a deeper plane?
Or on the surface?
Cause if you aint pondering
Then ima swerve ya
Style so clean
Bottle of detergent
Gotta stay hustling
Life is always urgent
Got to earn it
Got to learn it
And the bullshit
Gon discern it
Don't concern with
Going crazy
Im on my Howard Stern shit
Bout my greens,
Yeah i'm on my fern shit
You know I'm the shit,
On my turd shit
HA HA
And you fake boys,
Y'all just Turdless,
Yeah I'm bout my purpose
Yeah Yeah
Hear it in these rhymes
I be working,
No waiting
No doctors appointment
I'm making points man,
Like Jordan
Damn we ballin
We just scorching
This mixtape
It be dropping
Faster than you can clock in
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I aint gon let up
Staircase in my mind, I had to go and step up
Im eating beats, you could call it fine dining
Im Shooting for the stars, like on the flag of China
I am no winer, I'm a go getta
And I aint gon let up
Staircase in my mind, so I had to go and STEP UP
Credits
Writer(s): Wes Delux
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