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STEPBROTHERS (Feat. Young Nudy)

21 Savage

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STREETS?


Because everybody glorifyin' all the wrong shit now
And the streets ain't really, ain't
I mean, at the end of the day, the city
The world gon' always have snitches and rats and fuck niggas
Like, that shit gon' be regardless
You feel what I'm sayin'?
I just feel like, you know
It's just like, it's makin' the moves
Back then it'd be consequences for niggas
That's snitchin' and shit
COUPE

50 million up, I ain't sell my catalog
'Cause I got real guts
Quit drinkin' but I got some Wock' seals tucked
I'm a player, I can't pay no bitch to let me fuck
But I'll look out for her if she need a couple bucks
Mossberg pump gave his ass a couple bucks
Goal line, fourth and inches, all I know is rush
We'll catch your ass in traffic even if it's rush
I don't argue, I'd rather let my blick fuss
Hold your blick up, hold your blick up
If rap wasn't workin', I'd prolly rob a Brinks truck
Lost a couple brothers, that's the reason why I'm inked up
He was pillow-talkin', that's what got his ass beamed up
Opps keep on dyin', why the fuck you think they teamed up?
Real deal boogeyman, we come and cleans up
We don't spare nobody, we'll hit your teams up
Twenty-time champ, gotta use my feet to hold my rings up
Hit her from the back and watch her cream up
She's a diva, and a demon
She so fine, I got her pregnant off my precum
This nerd-ass nigga prolly Tweet some
Big 4L we control-alt-delete some
Kick a door and hit a lick, we tryna breach some
We was young, chasin' hoes, hide-and-seek some
All this fuckin' steppin', need to get my feet done
Get your ass smacked actin' like you seen some
Keep your mouth closed 'fore we get your teeth done
UAV inside your hood, we finna sweep some
Vibes askin' for the Percs, you know I keep some
She keep suckin' me like that and she gon' be some
Too much 42, she askin' me to eat some
Bitch, you musta lost your mind
I came to beat some (beat some)

When you make this step to, for me
When these bitch-ass niggas
That's when they think they know you and your aura-ly
Like Nudy got it, Nudy still got
That got that aura, like, oh
You don't know, oh, fuck y'all
That's the different aura, bro
That's it

Yeah, yeah
Bitch, you might done lost your mind
I came to beat some (pshh, hahahaha)
Yeah
I been posted all day
I'm a Zone 6 nigga for real (for real)
Niggas know what's up with Slimeball
I'm havin' them deals (havin' deals)
Comin' in my trap right now, you can make you a meal
If I feel like you pussy, nigga
I'm takin', for real (I'm takin')
I been takin' niggas' shit for a minute (yeah)
I came from the place
Where you gotta go and spend it (yessir)
If you pussy wit' it, then somebody take him wit' it
(Gimme that, haha)
Yeah, and they'll take your life with it (yeah)
Better keep it on you, ain't no slippin' in the trap (no)
If you in your hood, nigga, better keep that strap (strap)
Feelin' like you butt naked when you never wit' it (damn)
And you got them chains on, boy
This shit get chilly (get chilly)
Sendin' out that hot shit
Know you ain't with spinnin' (uh-uh)
Go on in the house 'cause this shit out here get wicked
(This shit get wicked)
Young nigga got that trip, man, he trippin' (he trippin')
Y'all niggas out here gettin' too friendly (goddamn)
All that wantin' to clique up? Man, give it up (give it up)
Niggas ain't gang enough, who the fuck is bro? (Huh?)
Niggas not dangerours enough to hang with us (huh?)
Yeah (huh? Huh? Huh?)
If you ain't slid for your brother and he got killed
you a bitch, nigga (you a bitch, nigga)
I'm just lettin' y'all niggas know
That's that I ain't never did (never did)
If I can't handle it myself
You know that money all in (all in)
I'll make your brother backstab you, nigga
Fuck a friend (fuck a friend)
I don't care nothin' 'bout your train
Your twin'll do you in
Man, y'all broke-ass niggas ain't seen a ten
I'll give you two tens (two tens)
Man, these niggas, they'll do it
They don't give a fuck 'bout turnin' they brother in (nah)
Man, these streets, this shit ain't got no love
That's why I'm goin' in (goin' in, uh-uh)
Man, this street shit got homicide
These niggas ain't got it
(Hahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Compositores: 21 Savage, Young Nudy, COUPE & Michael Masser

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