Stevie B Ninen - Steps To It Lyrics

The most important part about this money that you get it first, you get a car, you get a
Job, then you go to work
I get a pen, I get a pad, then I go berserk
And you won't know a woman till she know her worth
And you won't know a man till his soul's hurt
Then it's off with your head, see what your skull's worth
Make the bitch walk the blade till her toes hurt
Got a cold mouthpiece, I sold the mold dirt
Cut your pay short just for takin' long
Runnin' round all of these bases, still I made it home
Trappin' out the bando, the baseheads made a home
And they want that arm and hammer, so I made it for them
Yeah, I made it strong
Regulars wanna hook up, so they came alone
All I did was post, I became Malone
If I give you some money, then it ain't a loan
Who the hell you hatin' on
Stay in my own lane, f*ck what the rest doin'
I lived all of my raps to them, it's just music
Niggas tryna prove a point just to look stupid
I see you tryna climb that ladder, but that step's to it
Life without a deal's still the best movement
Your wife get wet, she got the best juices
I know he still upset, we don't accept truces
Yeah, there's levels of respect, that steps to it
I only got 20 bucks left, half of this 40 gone
I'm in the mirror, lookin' at myself
Like, you know you wrong, I miss my 20s
And I feel like half of my 30s gone, it is
Changed his automobile to a Decepticon
Shit, it is what it is, steppin' with weapons on
Dad didn't listen about Crystal, then Mom gave her some
What a punch, Mom was eatin' like Crystal gave her lunch
Dad was standin' there watchin', they had a nigga stomp
Moral of the story, is listen to your kids
Especially if you got another bitch to have to step in
Always had her put in our ass, cause we her stepkids
Dad put his hands on Crystal, then got arrested
Had us doin' squats for hours to get our legs big
Gettin' this bitch when I get older's on my check list
But I ain't have to do nothin', and that's the best shit
20 years later, look at Crystal, seen what that meth did
Stay in my own lane f*ck what the rest doin'
I lived all of my raps, to them it's just music
Niggas tryin' to prove a point, just to look stupid
I see you tryin' to climb that ladder, but that step's to it
Life without a deal's still the best movement
Your wife get wet, she got the best juices
I know he still upset, we don't accept truces
Yeah, there's levels of respect, and there's steps to it