Step

[Intro] Let the beat drop Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] This golden chain only thing at my neck Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set Still trouble man for his last bit of sess Right, left Right, left Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets Crackin' the ground anytime that I step [Verse 1] Goin' off on a tangent but I wish a nigga would step Trappin' out of an abandoned run down shitty duplex Comin' up, it was a random pick who's gon' see feds Stacks salvagеd from the misery of huge dеbt Talked to a man tactical, never know who scheme next Awkward, a man naturally feel small from a G threat Can't G check me, never that, surely see death Meanwhile see me with a sweet tea salmon gravlax For a G breakfast in a different league, what you need next? Thoughts in me said, "Stamp on a man's head" Trap for a man's bread or a get bread from a G check Long time from all them way there, nowaday I see cheques [Chorus] Yeah, this golden chain only thing at my neck Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set Still trouble man for his last bit of sess Right, left Right, left Fuck about wizzy, might scare 'em to death Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets Crackin' the ground anytime that I step [Post-Chorus] Right, left Right, left I need you to step Right, left Right, left Nah, I need you to step Step, right Step, right Step, step Step, right Step, right Step, step Step, step, step, step Step, step, step, step Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah) Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step [Verse 2] Chain on my neck My skill leave a stain on your neck And still ain't no stain on my rep I aim to protect, I done told you Stop aimin' unless y'all aimin' to pay me respect It's Meth The game is a mess I don't know if it's checkers or chess They panickin', checkin' their chest See I ain't even checkin' 'em yet And ya man gotta check 'em for breath You animals check-in with vets Count your blessings, you blessed If you doubtin', then rest with the rest I'm just flexin' to flex You upset on the set, we could never be BF and Fs Boy, I'm fresher than fresh Family only, that's flesh of my flesh They don't know me, they guess and I guess They don't know that I'm next They don't know I'm the answer, correct If you call and I answer, connect Still got my foot on they neck Work for my freedom, I earned my respect I've seen other rappers get murdered for less Shorty blew meth, Heisenberg in the flesh Right, left, right, left Friday the 13th, we scare 'em to death And when I say we, I mean Wizzy and Meth Be crackin' the ground everywhere that we step [Chorus] This golden chain only thing at my neck Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set Still trouble man for his last bit of sess Right, left Right, left Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets Crackin' the ground anytime that I step [Post-Chorus] Right, left Right, left I need you to step Right, left Right, left Nah, I need you to step Step, right Step, right Step, step Step, right Step, right Step, step Step, step, step, step Step, step, step, step Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah) Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step