2 Steps Ahead
It was just me and my brothers
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Since a younging I been grimey bitch
Had ya shorty just flippin out bricks
And she doing whatever I say
I don't even gotta tell her to play
She already know what ozzy gon say
Yeah I been had shit my way
And I'm tired of all these rappers
Thinkin' they some real fuckin' trappers
Yeah, I really been on the road
Pickin' up them motherfuckin' loads
And you know I got it for the low
And my plug's named pablo
And he will cut your throat
If you don't bring him his dough
It was just me and my brothers
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Nigga I come from shoalin
Where young niggas wildin
All I hear is gun firing
Cops and ambulance sirens
Racist police profiling
I think I'm addicted to the violence
A demon in my ear she whispering
Kill a Opp at his baby christening
Sometimes I be listening
Néw chrome 40 and it's glistening
If he wanna fight I'm blicken him
His body dismangled it was sickening
Smack the judge at the fuxkin sentencing
His bitch grab my balls she licking em
These niggas fight with the glock
Come from the school of hard knocks
Tracer rounds and red dots
My nigga you will get shot
This how we changing the plot
Tryin to walk around with knots
Smoking za on a yacht
Nigga We leaving the block
Two steps ahead of the game
Faking for the gram it's a shame
You niggas is lame
Who could I blame
You niggas is shooting can't aim
Killing innocent bystanders
Gettin robbed left naked and stranded
Got PTSD my brain damaged
It was just me and my brothers
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Since a younging I been grimey bitch
Had ya shorty just flippin out bricks
And she doing whatever I say
I don't even gotta tell her to play
She already know what ozzy gon say
Yeah I been had shit my way
And I'm tired of all these rappers
Thinkin' they some real fuckin' trappers
Yeah, I really been on the road
Pickin' up them motherfuckin' loads
And you know I got it for the low
And my plug's named pablo
And he will cut your throat
If you don't bring him his dough
It was just me and my brothers
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
Nigga I come from shoalin
Where young niggas wildin
All I hear is gun firing
Cops and ambulance sirens
Racist police profiling
I think I'm addicted to the violence
A demon in my ear she whispering
Kill a Opp at his baby christening
Sometimes I be listening
Néw chrome 40 and it's glistening
If he wanna fight I'm blicken him
His body dismangled it was sickening
Smack the judge at the fuxkin sentencing
His bitch grab my balls she licking em
These niggas fight with the glock
Come from the school of hard knocks
Tracer rounds and red dots
My nigga you will get shot
This how we changing the plot
Tryin to walk around with knots
Smoking za on a yacht
Nigga We leaving the block
Two steps ahead of the game
Faking for the gram it's a shame
You niggas is lame
Who could I blame
You niggas is shooting can't aim
Killing innocent bystanders
Gettin robbed left naked and stranded
Got PTSD my brain damaged
It was just me and my brothers
And we pulled up in the cutlass
Now that bitch wanna suck it
Told her there ain't no lovin
Told her there ain't no cuffin
All my niggas get money
All my niggas live rich
Had your bitch in the ritz
She was flippin out bricks
On the corner on stanley and shit
Don't rush cause you will get clipped
Hit you on your motherfuckin' lip
Walk around with a pistol grip
See the opps and they won't do shit
All the ladies, they love me and shit
Rockin' all this designer and shit
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Writer(s): Isaiah Lewis
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