Go busta. you know we got style Verse 1: When it comes to shoutouts Boogie brown is here don't fear. The clear just step to it. now I drive. Come alive
we be like "No!" We bout our paper and all that fam Roamin through Planet Hollywood knockin that killer cam whoa Up in V.I.P. with F-B with a nice throw back
murder scene, I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th. Aight you Lil' Kim clone clown, All this buffoonery shit stops now. Time for you to lay down
me Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
that's right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right) They pop shit 'til we start approachin these cowards While we lay around dollars, they lay
your weapons wrong, there ain't no stepping on My forty five is my weapon My culture's a holstered with seven inch slugs is kept in Squarely I step in
for the fam [Hook x2: Charlie Berry] [Trae] It's on the real, these niggaz don't want no drama with Trae They wanna bump in they place, so I stepped
Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook
name AZ's chillin, Brooklyn's chillin What mo' can I say? Why catch feelings Just do the dance that's easy to do Lean back or that two-step, what's
inkin' Or on so disrespect and step on my lawn Pass the gate insulate till sound deton's Twelve ten and debt never met chapter eleven My fam's my strength
was doin good in the hood wit the kane whole hood knew his name he had neighborhood fame now he stay dressed up just copped the fresh drugs stepped his rep up plus he stepped
good in the hood with the cane Whole hood knew his name, he had neighborhood fame Now he stays dressed up Just copped the fresh trucks Stepped his rep up, plus he stepped
d do it for my fam 'Til I realized that they didn't give a damn I stepped out of they comfort zone Now I can't step, can't step inside my mother's home
side See no games, with real niggaz from other hoods Car titles get lost, some niggaz get jooked But God forgive me if a nigga cross the fam Holdin the
drop my phone it's plain to see [Chorus] [Verse 3] It was a 2 month tour that ended in Japan So the first day back I had to spend it with my fam That