Mark Edmond - Steppin' Stone (feat. Paragon P)

Mark Edmond, if you didn't know

Far away from the crowd, I been that way since a child
Maybe I knew something then, most these niggas foul
Like Pimp C said, these niggas ain't living right
Quick to switch up on a nigga like Jaleel White
Muthafuckas don't know shit about sacrifice
Went to the studio, was that, or a pair of Niks
Might not have the latest product, but my feet still covered
As I constantly endeavor
I hate being asked, where the party at?
Unless, I'm chilling, listening to Jagged Edge
If you see me out, it's for good reason
Tryna figure how, some never miss a weekend
I be tripping at times, I say that honestly
That's why I can't have no "yes man" around me
Might not see eye to eye, and that's alright
Not saying you're wrong, and not saying I'm right
Tell me the truth, I can handle it
Even though, there's times, I might not like the shit
Well, I'ma build a bridge, and be considerate
I got way too much to lose to choose, to be ignorant

From the bottom, I been on the come up
Standing on the business, separate these niggas from us
I done lost too much, for me to give these niggas one up
I'ma be myself, don't give a damn who I'm in front of
I done fell short, that failure was a steppin' stone
I done calculated my steps to bring that paper home
Intentions good, but they gon' blame if I play it wrong
Before I bail out on my problems, I'ma take it on

Be the first one to say, that I love pussy
But, it's a proven fact, that's how niggas lose focus
Tryna take it to the next level, and keep progressing
See, life is hell, when you got no motion
Taking steps forward, and end up even further
Sustain faith, it could always get better
Better get your own, nobody's putting you on
That's the mindset
Not saying they won't, but it didn't happen, yet
Never been the type to ever have my hand out
Or, try to take advantage of those who looked out
Was always grateful, never felt entitled
But, let me be unable, all of a sudden I'm their rival
Everything I got, I earned
Was on a guilt trip, 'til I made that U-turn
My biggest pet peeve, probably pocket watching
Treat you the same, whether you're broke, or worth a hundred million

From the bottom, I been on the come up
Standing on the business, separate these niggas from us
I done lost too much, for me to give these niggas one up
I'ma be myself, don't give a damn who I'm in front of
I done fell short, that failure was a steppin' stone
I done calculated my steps to bring that paper home
Intentions good, but they gon' blame if I play it wrong
Before I bail out on my problems, I'ma take it on

From the bottom, I been on the come up
Standing on the business, separate these niggas from us
I done lost too much, for me to give these niggas one up
I'ma be myself, don't give a damn who I'm in front of

I done fell short
To bring that paper home
Problems, I'ma take it on

Written by:
Markeem Saint Fort, Patrick Smith

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