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Artiste:
Lakeyah
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Shit don't come with no warm up It's not a playbook that they ahnd out You figure this out Mixtape, My Time I said step one, run the money up, yeah, that's for certain (Woah) Brand new big body, I told my driver close the curtains Ayy, okay, step two, if it ain't broke don't fix it, hoe, just work it (Work it) I'm throwing racks, this battle with the bands look like a Versuz Okay, step three, these bitches gotta know that they can't fuck with me As long as it's some racks around me, bitch, I'm in good company (I am) Okay, step four, tell 'em it ain't check 'cause this a chess board (Chess board) All these shooters 'round me, you know Keyah who thеy step for Look, they know I'm with the shits, onе of my demons they gon' play with you (On God) Known to fix a bitch up like a whip, my niggas play with tools And I ain't squashing shit if you opp, you better play it cool (Play ti cool) Beefin with Lakeyah, better find you somethin' safe to do Ayy, three shows back to back with it, got like 50K in my duffle bag Came back to my hometown and did two more, so I doubled that (I did) Broke bitches sayin' shit about me, that's cheap talk I ain't hearin' that (Yeah) Same bitches yellin', fuck me, can't fuck with me so they double back Smoke good 'cause I'm pressure (Ayy), I'm a real life big flexer (Ayy) Got like twenty somethin' on my wrist now but them Cuban links on my dresser (Woah) Cost a real ticket, a piece, nigga (Yeah) Ice out of your league, nigga (Yeah) Let a nigga try to reach for it, let 'em know why we keep the heat wit us I said step one, run the money up, yeah, that's for certain (Woah) Brand new big body, I told my driver close the curtains Ayy, okay, step two, if it ain't broke don't fix it, hoe, just work it (Work it) I'm throwing racks, this battle with the bands look like a Versuz Okay, step three, these bitches gotta know that they can't fuck with me (Never) As long as it's some racks around me, bitch, I'm in good company (I am) Okay, step four, tell 'em it ain't check 'cause this a chess board (Chess board) All these shooters 'round me, you know Keyah who they step for What you steppin' today for? Is it love, is it funds, id it drugs? Or is it none of the above Take this shit step by step Key, what's up? DJ Drama