Steppin'

This something different
Look at the way that I'm whipping
Moving like I'm on a mission
Keeping my distance
I'm on a whole nother level
My mind on my money, I'm pippin
But I'm not Scotty
I don't do this for a hobby
I'm tryna make this a living
Feeling like Roddy
I'm tryna come to the riches
Gotta put out what I'm giving

We get to stepping like Russians
How that boy dolo
He stay with his cousin
My structure strong
Cus we made it construction
I'm doin my thing and they mad
They redundant
I stay in my lane
Cus I'm better like Pumpy
And you talking too much
Need to calm it
Plus yo lyrics is dead like a mummy
I'm big Nfg
Boy you know how we coming
They stacking that check
Know we need it
And I been wilding out, no conceited
We ain't stopping
Til this get completed
My word is my bond
If I say it I mean it
We up on the top of the tree
it ain't easy
Know I get in there
My lyrics so cold like a Frigidaire
Only big dogs dogs
You can't get in here
Been getting money
I'm balling like city fair, woah

This something different
Look at the way that I'm whipping
Moving like I'm on a mission
Keeping my distance
I'm on a whole nother level
My mind on my money, I'm pippin
But I'm not Scotty
I don't do this for a hobby
I'm tryna make this a living
Feeling like Roddy
I'm tryna come to the riches
Gotta put out what I'm giving

Yeah that's my brother, we steppin
Been spitting lethal
We don't need-a weapon
Fresh out the can
Like a Vienna sausage
My people been popping
We don't need a scaley
They tripping, wanting my position, They jealous
Only the fam
Ain't no room for the extras
Animosity been resurrected
Coming for your soul
We don't take no directions
It ain't no question
my people be stepping
I'm rocking with Kaidan
Don't know how we living
You only know what I show ya
My people nun told ya
My family gone eat like thanksgiving
I'm boutta eat up this beat
Like I'm hungry
Ain't getting no money
You stay in yo feelings
All of my homies gone shine
If we stay on the grind
It's whatever you wit know I'm wit
One more move and he aim yo fitted
Like lil Ricky get chased
Yeah you know that's my brother
Whatever we do ain't no snitching
Oh you say that's some money
We getting it
Nfg been the game
Put respect on my name
On the clouds
Boy I'm higher than willy
Get to marching like I'm in the band
Cus I'm steppin'
I don't care about competition

This something different
Look at the way that I'm whipping
Moving like I'm on a mission
Keeping my distance
I'm on a whole nother level
My mind on my money, I'm pippin
But I'm not Scotty
I don't do this for a hobby
I'm tryna make this a living
Feeling like Roddy
I'm tryna come to the riches
Gotta put out what I'm giving



Credits
Writer(s): Trevon Henderson
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