Chuck Ba$$ - Step

I remembered I wanted life renovated
Working for different changes
Just so I wouldn’t feel vacant
I’m tired so of the slaving, I need different statements
It can be a new mindset or different payments wait
I need space, I hate feeling that way
If you ain’t family, get the fuck off my wave
Shit was moving slow
While you was worried about the pace
I was working, now my niggas are better than okay
Two stepping don’t euro unless, it involves a flight
Red eyes only when I go to book it overnight
Which palace I wanna see Buckingham or Versailles
The royalty I recognize is me and the guys
You can’t flow like me
Bitch I see it in tide
I won’t forget
Look me in my eyes
Pupils dilated, I’m mortified
Drop a tab to open one
Just to hear colors reply
Probably more than high
They should memorialize
This moment anything after definitely gonna be mine
Don't reorganize, call me lord of the flies
I’m always on shit
Bitches like it dirty just like a bathroom
The portable kind
Yeah I take her to back room
She get torn inside
Disabled her like a iPhone
That’s more than a sign
I just wanna see you buss it like ari
You ain’t gotta be mine baby
2 stepping on niggas might have to slide out the cut pull up on a nigga like
Aye
2 phones still deaf to the bullshit let these rappers know I really don’t hear them
Woah
2 stepping on niggas might have to slide out the cut pull up on a nigga like
Aye
2 phones still deaf to the bullshit let these rappers know I really don’t hear'em
Woah
I need space
I hate feeling that way
If you ain’t family get the fuck off my wave
Shit was moving slow
While you was worried about the pace
I was working, now my niggas are better than okay
I need space
I hate feeling that way
If you ain’t family get the fuck off my wave
Shit was moving slow
While you was worried about the pace
I was working, now my niggas are better than okay
Habits and contradictions gave me setbacks
People changing the narrative made me fell back
You resided my own line
And I felt that and laughed
No point on stepping on toes
No longer holding those feelings I held back
Don’t act like you never leaned on my shoulder blades
I know your ways
You stowaway
You thrown away your common sense
Hope you get it back at an older age
Meanwhile, I been growing my garden
While my circle downsizes with no delay
It was fight or flight I helped you avoid the overlays
Portrayed me as villain when things didn’t go your way
Guess you at the wrong terminal so to say
But this real life shit
I don’t care what a person say
See nan nigga or bitch on the runaway
If it ain’t about the gang
I don’t care what’s lost or gained
My precession and view the only thing hat ever changed
2 stepping on niggas might have to slide out the cut pull up on a nigga like
Aye
2 phones still deaf to the bullshit let these rappers know I really don’t hear them
Woah
2 stepping on niggas might have to slide out the cut pull up on a nigga like
Aye
2 phones still deaf to the bullshit let these rappers know I really don’t hear'em
Woah
I need space
I hate feeling that way
If you ain’t family get the fuck off my wave
Shit was moving slow
While you was worried about the pace
I was working, now my niggas are better than okay
I need space
I hate feeling that way
If you ain’t family get the fuck off my wave
Shit was moving slow
While you was worried about the pace
I was working, now my niggas are better than okay

Written by:
Brandon Hill

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