"Crocs" lyrics

Didn't know it then
But I, I know it now
Got my head to the sky
With my feet on the ground
Big stepping, big stepper
Big stepping, big stepper

Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper
Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper

Mama ain't even religious
But she stay praying for me
God willing Ima be some
Fingers crossed but its peace up, A town
I been highly dedicated so I took the greyhound
Justin my brother he stay down
We done did two projects brought a wave out
2 months on the shoreside by my lonely
Anticipation of a slow burn, gotta let that bitch burn slowly
See I was sleeping at the studio
Shout out Keem, he know I'm locked in
I'm heavy set on getting it on a scale of weighing my options

Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper
Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper

And I've had niggas tryna steal the art
Tryna steal the craft from me
Run up on me for some fast money
Treat me like a punch buggie like a crash dummy
Hard times made me realize ain't shit funny
Lyfe taught me things
Billz was showing me where to invest
So I could get some real money
Way too busy on the music thing, Ima die trying
Dead set on the when, running through the pen
Cause it's all right timing, so I'm sticking to it
Sticking to it like glue
Yeah I might have broke a heart or two
Pretty sure I made it hard for you
But don't do what them broads a do

Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper
Big stepping in my crocs ay
Can't these off ay, can't these off ay
Big stepper