Step

(Pfft, pfft, pfft)

(Huh, Huh) I swear to God, I swear to…

(Huh) I swear to God

(Psh, psh, psh) Huh

I’m glad my brothers didn’t get caught

I bend that block so much

I swear to God, I swear to God

(Pfft, pfft, pfft)

Just heard the feds blitzed the spot

Wasn’t tripping ‘bout them yachts

I’m glad my brother ain’t get caught

Been in the wind so much

I’m missing calls from my pops

They took lil’ Rylo, I swear to God (I swear to God, I swear to God)

Man, they took my nephew

We finna bleed ‘til I say, “Stop”

My lil’ dawg a soldier

Swear to God, born a warrior

‘Bout my family, fuck you over

Know my brothers still hurting

We fye up, forever hold you

Even if the streets hot, I got my ski on

I swear I’m finna make the summer colder

Labels calling, ain’t tryna hear it

Tell them crackers, “Throw a number”

Yeah, I need a ticket and an extra ticket to feed the trenches

Sis just hit my phone, say I’ma star, but times I don’t feel it

Crackers on my trail, I’m catching plays, I’m still getting missing

Feds doing sweeps, got all my zappers rotting in the system

Know the devil tryna get me

Luh 3 still official

In school, I was slinging pistols

The city know that I’m with it

Bro pulled me to the side like, “3, what you wanna do?”

Told me I could hoop but I can make these M’s in the booth

In my room, I had the stu’

Call Mike up anytime I’m tryna push this pain through

I watched the streets change dudes

From **** dying

I seen my **** tryna blow from the news

My momma know the shit I do

In the city, I’m the truth

My sisters need me, I need ‘em too

I swear to God (Huh)

I swear to God, I swear

I swear to God, I swear to God (Huh, huh)

Just heard the feds blitzed the spot

Wasn’t tripping ‘bout them yachts

I’m glad my brother didn’t get caught

Been in the wind so much

I’m missing calls from my pops

They took lil’ Rylo, I swear to God (I swear to God, I swear to God)

Man, they took my nephew

We finna bleed ‘til I say, “Stop”

My lil’ dawg a soldier

Swear to God, born a warrior

‘Bout my family, fuck you over

Know my brothers still hurting

We fye up, forever hold you

Even if the streets hot, I got my ski on

I swear I’m finna make the summer colder (Man)

Free them fucking guys

You know what the fuck going on, man

Fuck a ****

Fuck you, flush you, rush you

We cut shit or be cut (Yeah)