Kjo - Gettin' There (Prod.Dark Maestro) Lyrics

I'm duckin' the cops
I'm shootin' the ops
Back at my pops
I'm picking the locks
Wait on the package I open the box
Straight outta LA, it came from the docks
Back to the hood ain't makin' no stops
Going up every day like I'm the stocks!
Cookies I smell it I opened the box
Can't trust nobody, they sly like a fox
I got some homies they solid like rocks
Work every day and we growin' like crops
I'm the connect boy just call me the aux
Keepin' it g, ain't f*ckin no Thots
Drawing the line I'm connecting the dots
If anyone cross it I'm taking the shot

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Yeah I'm getting there, Step by step by step by step by

She look good on IG, hit her dm, now she wanna smash?
She look good on high heels when you see em', no, she got the cash
Hit her from the back then I never hit her back
She was like windows and I'm like a Mac
Maestro produced it and I'm on the track
You know I be keepin' it 100, I'm keepin' it real, boy yeah, I'm spitting the facts
Purple my Gandhis I'm making that racks
Paper on paper I'm counting these stacks
I gotta a homie, his dad don't pay tax
Just like his dad boy, I'm makin' these racks
I might just brainstorm and find like a loophole and think bout the motherf*ckin' future perhaps

Yeah I'm getting there, Step by step by step by step by
Eat that pussy up like a piranha
Drippin, I'm drippin', I'm drippin' designer
I want a girl who go brazzy she ain't a blonde she hella bad like Madonna
Smashin that bitch on the low
Now she be smokin my dro
Like it's Diwali I'm droppin' bombs and lighting these doobies boy bout to blow

I go the highway I do it my way
Ride that bitch like she a driveway Im up in my lane
TGIF boy it's a Friday but it's dry day
TGIF boy it's a Friday but it's dry day
Imma magician I'm in the kitchen cookin' beats do the dishes smoke some swishers
Imma preach like a bishop
I'm In the church
Preaching the facts
Spitting a verse getting stacks
Paper on paper I'm getting the racks
Yeah I'm getting there, step by step by step by step by