"Step Up" lyrics
Yo, I ain't got no problem with these niggas
The money been made, that corny tough guy shit you talk been played
I'm too grown to read a comment from a hater
Or some bitch on ozimpic, trying not to vomit
They say I'm too antisocial
'Cause I don't wanna be around you niggas even more than [?] do
That's why I only party with the niggas I'm close to
I barely know you, nigga, why the fuck would I post you?
I don't know you, but your bitch know me
Balenciaga hoodie, black Loc 43
360 slave artists, acting like they free
Everything you stream, nigga, barely made a G
0000.3
You ain't made no money, why you rap about a key?
Yeah, I understand it's all entertainment
[?] lock up the niggas you came with
Gang gang, but they ratting on niggas they hang with
That's why I'm not [?]
I never was, even when I was a Y.N
I just wanted money and bitches to fly in
Fuck hanging out, I'm tryna buy in
Fuck a house, what the building go for?
Here's my number, lady, hit me up when you know more
I don't need you to be happy 'bout nothing I do
We ain't brothers, just because I got skin like you
They want you to be gangsta, but still show growth
But not leave the hood, you get killed doing both
Step up, nigga, Donny
I've been on fire, resume deep
You ever had to worry where the fuck you gon' sleep?
Fame and the glory, pain and the laughter
Praying with my mother, cancer hospis pass her
You are not me, dawg, no matter what you rap
The struggles you been through, that shit is all cap
Fuck what your lists say, I don't need to be on that
Let's talk about money, [?] be on that
Property, bitches, list, I'ma be on that
Everything paid for, yeah, you can see on that, nigga
Donny
The money been made, that corny tough guy shit you talk been played
I'm too grown to read a comment from a hater
Or some bitch on ozimpic, trying not to vomit
They say I'm too antisocial
'Cause I don't wanna be around you niggas even more than [?] do
That's why I only party with the niggas I'm close to
I barely know you, nigga, why the fuck would I post you?
I don't know you, but your bitch know me
Balenciaga hoodie, black Loc 43
360 slave artists, acting like they free
Everything you stream, nigga, barely made a G
0000.3
You ain't made no money, why you rap about a key?
Yeah, I understand it's all entertainment
[?] lock up the niggas you came with
Gang gang, but they ratting on niggas they hang with
That's why I'm not [?]
I never was, even when I was a Y.N
I just wanted money and bitches to fly in
Fuck hanging out, I'm tryna buy in
Fuck a house, what the building go for?
Here's my number, lady, hit me up when you know more
I don't need you to be happy 'bout nothing I do
We ain't brothers, just because I got skin like you
They want you to be gangsta, but still show growth
But not leave the hood, you get killed doing both
Step up, nigga, Donny
I've been on fire, resume deep
You ever had to worry where the fuck you gon' sleep?
Fame and the glory, pain and the laughter
Praying with my mother, cancer hospis pass her
You are not me, dawg, no matter what you rap
The struggles you been through, that shit is all cap
Fuck what your lists say, I don't need to be on that
Let's talk about money, [?] be on that
Property, bitches, list, I'ma be on that
Everything paid for, yeah, you can see on that, nigga
Donny
