
Steppin On The Paint
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- 2020s
- male vocalist
- rap
- southern hip hop
- hip-hop/rap
- chicago rap
- chicago drill
- trap
- atlanta rap
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Lyrics
Chorus
I just flew in from Cali, I ain't come from the streets, I'm in it (Streets, I'm in it)
Ain't no way I'm losing my spot, I been trappin' ever since a beginner (Uh-uh)
He got caught, now he talkin', I was there, I know he lyin' (Know he lyin')
We was at the crib when he got hit with a homicide charge (Homicide charge)
I been takin' Percs with the lean, yeah, I'm faded (I'm faded)
If it ain't about money, then ain't no way that we can relate (Can relate)
He said that he got beef, ain't no way that we gon' hesitate
Like I'm in the NBA, I been steppin' on the paint all day
I remember, I wanted the guap, but they hated (They hated)
Now I'm ballin' like a pro, and they wonder how I made it (They wonder)
I remember, we was at the top tryna stay up (Stay up)
Got the Glock on the sofa, if you reach up in the couch, you gon' fade up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse 1
Ayy, I been up in my zone lately, lately (Lately)
Smokin' gas, I'm the one that keep the grass lately, lately (Ooh)
Pullin' up in a coupe, but it's a truck lately, lately (Skrrt)
Yeah, I don't know who you talkin' 'bout, but I ain't been talkin' lately, lately (Huh?)
Yeah, I been steppin' on 'em like I'm Jordan (Like I'm Jordan)
Yeah, we poppin' pills, but I ain't hoppin', no, I'm pourin' (I'm pourin')
Yeah, they lookin' for me, but I'm gone (I'm gone)
Yeah, we know the spot, we gon' swarm (Swarm)
Yeah, they say they want smoke, I got the heater (Heater)
I been doin' numbers like a meter (Meter)
I been runnin' up and I can't stop, need a breather (Breather)
Yeah, my dawgs they run it from the street, they ain't no leaders (Leader)
I ain't even talkin' 'bout no gun, I'm talkin' shooters (Shooters)
Put a laser on the tip, it'll look like fire (Fire)
Yeah, I'm tryna put the whole gang on, that's my desire (Desire)
Yeah, I'm walkin' 'round with a stick like I'm John Wick with the wire (With the wire)
Chorus
I just flew in from Cali, I ain't come from the streets, I'm in it (Streets, I'm in it)
Ain't no way I'm losing my spot, I been trappin' ever since a beginner (Uh-uh)
He got caught, now he talkin', I was there, I know he lyin' (Know he lyin')
We was at the crib when he got hit with a homicide charge (Homicide charge)
I been takin' Percs with the lean, yeah, I'm faded (I'm faded)
If it ain't about money, then ain't no way that we can relate (Can relate)
He said that he got beef, ain't no way that we gon' hesitate
Like I'm in the NBA, I been steppin' on the paint all day
I remember, I wanted the guap, but they hated (They hated)
Now I'm ballin' like a pro, and they wonder how I made it (They wonder)
I remember, we was at the top tryna stay up (Stay up)
Got the Glock on the sofa, if you reach up in the couch, you gon' fade up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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