Heavy Steppa
He Been running the city she think she can play me
Been watching her close jus call me a hawk
And shawty be thick she keep me attached
I'm slapping her ass everytime that she walk
Bitch i'm going mute got nothing to say
Why you trying I don't like to talk
Niggas be saying they totting them glocks
And heating up spots but get drawn out wit with chalk
They say i'm aggressive and that i'm to much
Never been a fan of what you gotta say
Why do i lie?
I keep a band i'm tired of the jokes I don't wanna play
Wake up in the morning i'm stacking my bricks
Say the wrong thing and you fuck up my day
Don't know what to say you always be mad
I swear they gon cry if it dont go they way
Why he gotta brain if he ain't gon use it
Money and fame know I'ma pursue it
Always wearing black mean he going thru it
Say that you love me a lie better prove it
And the pussy be good bounce back like a rubber band
Spin twenty deep yeah we got the upper hand
Hitting the block but we shot at your other man
Switch on the glock now let's see who he better then
You say you a opp you wanna be caught
Said he wanna blast just give me a date
I refuse to go broke hustle till I make it Bitch
I'm making cheese at a different rate
And you know i'm impatient i don't like to sit
Bitch come hurry on i don't like to wait
I'm speaking the truth but know they don't like me
They ain't fucking with andrew but want them some tate
On a different level don't fuck up my vibe
Cause once I don't trust you then you gotta go
And these niggas be selfish they banging a bitch
But yu got girl and wit another hoe
I can't speak for the Men cause niggas be boys
They know who they is gimmie what you owe
And just cause we spoke and I gave a dap
Don't mean that we cool don't call me your bro
Got them in a hold don't know how to act
He made him some money now he acting fake
I don't wanna hear shit from a lame ass civilian
Working nine to five I ain't taking a break
And I don't like to ask you know if it's mine
I don't gotta beg just know I'ma take
And these bitches be killing me fuck on a nigga
Then look in my face ann say it's a mistake
I will never be trusting you hoes
I ain't giving you money for clothes
And lil bitch I ain't fucking in those
She a freak and she bought her a rose
Why these bitches be looking at me?
And she classy ain't fucking for free
Not at home at my crib we're she be
Hope she know she ain't getting a key
I'm a gangsta just look at my soul
On arrest but he out on parole
We're yo dad he not playing his role
Get me mad he got out of control
On the map lemme wipe out the dot
If he hard then come spin on the block
Nigga tripped he was running in crocs
Cuff a girl we ain't cuffing no thots
He Been running the city she think she can play me
Been watching her close jus call me a hawk
And shawty be thick she keep me attached
I'm slapping her ass everytime that she walk
Bitch i'm going mute got nothing to say
Why you trying I don't like to talk
Niggas be saying they totting them glocks
And heating up spots but get drawn out wit with chalk
They say i'm aggressive and that i'm to much
Never been a fan of what you gotta say
Why do i lie?
I keep a band i'm tired of the jokes I don't wanna play
Wake up in the morning i'm stacking my bricks
Say the wrong thing and you fuck up my day
Don't know what to say you always be mad
I swear they gon cry if it dont go they way
I will never be trusting you hoes
I ain't giving you money for clothes
And lil bitch I ain't fucking in those
She a freak and she bought her a rose
Why these bitches be looking at me?
And she classy ain't fucking for free
Not at home at my crib we're she be
Hope she know she ain't getting a key
I'm a gangsta just look at my soul
On arrest but he out on parole
We're yo dad he not playing his role
Get me mad he got out of control
On the map lemme wipe out the dot
If he hard then come spin on the block
Nigga tripped he was running in crocs
Cuff a girl we ain't cuffing no thots
Been watching her close jus call me a hawk
And shawty be thick she keep me attached
I'm slapping her ass everytime that she walk
Bitch i'm going mute got nothing to say
Why you trying I don't like to talk
Niggas be saying they totting them glocks
And heating up spots but get drawn out wit with chalk
They say i'm aggressive and that i'm to much
Never been a fan of what you gotta say
Why do i lie?
I keep a band i'm tired of the jokes I don't wanna play
Wake up in the morning i'm stacking my bricks
Say the wrong thing and you fuck up my day
Don't know what to say you always be mad
I swear they gon cry if it dont go they way
Why he gotta brain if he ain't gon use it
Money and fame know I'ma pursue it
Always wearing black mean he going thru it
Say that you love me a lie better prove it
And the pussy be good bounce back like a rubber band
Spin twenty deep yeah we got the upper hand
Hitting the block but we shot at your other man
Switch on the glock now let's see who he better then
You say you a opp you wanna be caught
Said he wanna blast just give me a date
I refuse to go broke hustle till I make it Bitch
I'm making cheese at a different rate
And you know i'm impatient i don't like to sit
Bitch come hurry on i don't like to wait
I'm speaking the truth but know they don't like me
They ain't fucking with andrew but want them some tate
On a different level don't fuck up my vibe
Cause once I don't trust you then you gotta go
And these niggas be selfish they banging a bitch
But yu got girl and wit another hoe
I can't speak for the Men cause niggas be boys
They know who they is gimmie what you owe
And just cause we spoke and I gave a dap
Don't mean that we cool don't call me your bro
Got them in a hold don't know how to act
He made him some money now he acting fake
I don't wanna hear shit from a lame ass civilian
Working nine to five I ain't taking a break
And I don't like to ask you know if it's mine
I don't gotta beg just know I'ma take
And these bitches be killing me fuck on a nigga
Then look in my face ann say it's a mistake
I will never be trusting you hoes
I ain't giving you money for clothes
And lil bitch I ain't fucking in those
She a freak and she bought her a rose
Why these bitches be looking at me?
And she classy ain't fucking for free
Not at home at my crib we're she be
Hope she know she ain't getting a key
I'm a gangsta just look at my soul
On arrest but he out on parole
We're yo dad he not playing his role
Get me mad he got out of control
On the map lemme wipe out the dot
If he hard then come spin on the block
Nigga tripped he was running in crocs
Cuff a girl we ain't cuffing no thots
He Been running the city she think she can play me
Been watching her close jus call me a hawk
And shawty be thick she keep me attached
I'm slapping her ass everytime that she walk
Bitch i'm going mute got nothing to say
Why you trying I don't like to talk
Niggas be saying they totting them glocks
And heating up spots but get drawn out wit with chalk
They say i'm aggressive and that i'm to much
Never been a fan of what you gotta say
Why do i lie?
I keep a band i'm tired of the jokes I don't wanna play
Wake up in the morning i'm stacking my bricks
Say the wrong thing and you fuck up my day
Don't know what to say you always be mad
I swear they gon cry if it dont go they way
I will never be trusting you hoes
I ain't giving you money for clothes
And lil bitch I ain't fucking in those
She a freak and she bought her a rose
Why these bitches be looking at me?
And she classy ain't fucking for free
Not at home at my crib we're she be
Hope she know she ain't getting a key
I'm a gangsta just look at my soul
On arrest but he out on parole
We're yo dad he not playing his role
Get me mad he got out of control
On the map lemme wipe out the dot
If he hard then come spin on the block
Nigga tripped he was running in crocs
Cuff a girl we ain't cuffing no thots
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