Steve400 - LIKE KEED Lyrics

C'mon, ay, ay, ay, ay, yeah, c'mon, ay
All that singin' in your mic, these niggas tryna sound like Key
It took a while to get these bars, these niggas tryna sound like me
I'm overseas, travel the world, these niggas tryna be like Steve

That bitch won't get a kiss, a hug, I always keep it P
I snatch a ten up out the bank, I'm countin' dead friends
I'm fresh as hell, I went in marriage with the bonds, just like the Fred plans
This goofy checkin' off his money on a bitch, look like the real sense

They gon' always keep a player with a bitch lookin' like the real ten
Boy, these niggas' pockets lookin' real dense
Publix is hell behind some real tens
I'm out of town, gettin' lit, you niggas really bitches

All you bitch-ass niggas tellin' in the court, can't wait to catch me
I'm out here slidin' in this fast-ass Demon, I'm tryna fish, tellin
I seen the Jakes a mile back, I hit the pedal, I'm finna burn them niggas
I tell the pigs, f*ck you catchin' me, if you can, you gotta earn this ticket

Fresh as hell with the Carti's on and the Timbs and Dickies
Lit as hell with some fresh, c'mon, ay
Lit as hell with some fresh pictures, I need all them bitches
Blocks and switches, air with the drum, I mean all them bitches

I keep all my cousins round me, we don't even f*ck with niggas
Funny, broke, grown-ass niggas like Sinbad
Baddie wanna ride shotgun with me, I tell her, sit back
Snap a bitch back for an hour like a Kit-Kat

Boy, you can hear the band springin' in this bitch, I'm breakin' knick-knacks
Shitty raps, yo, I've got hella toast, it needs to get the f*ck back
Bitch got hella kids with no man, I wouldn't even touch that
All these pussy niggas losin' work, lippin' the coke when they turnin' the racks

Man, these bitch-ass niggas ain't really tough, that shit be all cap
I get in the booth and I state all facts
I got this fat-ass filly, look just like a leaf, I don't do regular raps
All that singin' in your mic, these niggas tryna sound like Key

It took a while to get these bars, these niggas tryna sound like me
I'm overseas, travel the world, these niggas tryna be like Steve
The bitch won't get a kiss or hug, I always keep it pea
I'll snatch a ten up out the bank, I'm callin' dead friends

I'm fresh as hell, I want a marriage with the bonds like the Fred Benz
This goofy trickin' off his money on a bitch look like the real Simps
And they gon' always keep a player with a bitch lookin' like the real pimp