lirik lagu big steppa – yamine
(intro)
shoutout to all my naptown rappers! 4200kory, mooder, gaspakc, tos spark, yeah, we finna drop these classics dawg!
(hook)
i’m a big stepper, tone checker, mood setter (yeah n*gga)
story teller, big helper, neva a beggar
no love letter, f*ck the weather, days getting better
i’m so clever, seasoned like pepper, hoe wrecker (yeah n*gga)(repeat)
(verse 1)
money in my sights man i don’t need to dream
don’t have no time to think, i’m chasing the green
n*ggas always wanna plan sh*t, but never about that action
always doing boss talk, but you n*ggas just acting
n*ggas keep cappin in this mug
always toting guns on the gram and them drugs
n*ggas online being reckless exposing they plugs
weedman can’t help his family cuz now he in the pin
n*gga look what you did
all for some cl!cks
n*gga don’ lost his kids
and now you don’ forget
once he get out in 10 years and see you doing good
bullets going through yo windows shoot yo wife while she cook
(bridge)
i’m out here tryna hustle and help ya’ll out
but you don’t want advice you run your mouths
you rather be dead all for some clout
with your face on a shirt and now they doubt
(hook)
i’m a big stepper, tone checker, mood setter (yeah n*gga)
story teller, big helper, neva a beggar
no love letter, f*ck the weather, days getting better
i’m so clever, seasoned like pepper, hoe wrecker (yeah n*gga)(repeat)
(verse 2)
going high, running low, speed is slower than a d*mn cow
young n*gga, og, oh me, plan b don’ went down south
big d, yes i, got replies from celebrities now
n*ggas hating, keep debating, ty dolla $ign’s in the house
look at jay*z with 1 to 3 bs
i don’t want millions i want the bs
big billionaire with a wife like b
perfect family i dare anyone to call her a b
i still like b, but i don’t know if she likes me
asked her 3 times next time not politely
young n*gga gotta get in control of these situations
like kevin samuels hard truth, but with these hoes there’s no debating
no hesitation, they discriminating and segregating
now they single until they die, with lies all for the payment
wanna be rich but want the life with 4 babies
i can’t take these hoes they get exposed for who they are
sl*t talk walk in the park, they p*ssy been getting beat like walls
(bridge)
i’m out here tryna hustle and help ya’ll out
but you don’t want advice you run your mouths
you rather be dead all for some clout
with your face on a shirt and now they doubt
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