W.K B.00.DA - STEPPIN STONES

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Denim fit like a throwback day
I swear y'all can't tell me nothing
Like that throwback Ye
Good morning to my haters
On my downfall they pray
Gotta blueprint for the constructive criticism
Now I feel like Jay
Im just tryna raise my caliber
Add another stage to my calendar
Mastering my element
Call me the Avatar
Rated R for raw
Cause I'm surely not an amateur

Like the beat drop I can't flop
I can't flip on my brothers
We shared clothes we shared covers
Real shit
I got much room to grow
So I try not to trip
I used to always talk low
I was ashamed of my lisp
But I'm breaking free of the old me
Writing til I reach my glory
Tell my story every time I start recording
Hustle hard remaining humble
They tried to steal my plays
Gotta kick em out the huddle
We all just tryna bloom from out the rubble
Really gotta gift
So I say shit with my chest not a mumble
All these obstacles I'm tryna juggle
And it's hits to ya jugular
If you ain't coming correct
All the negatives that I try my best to deflect
So many people that have left
So its what I expect
All the advice over the years
I would collect and reflect
I was born a little different from the rest
But I'm not a defect

I keep everything a hundred like I'm Wilt
I need my money tall like a stilt
Gotta watch the greedies tryna milk
My mind was trapped in filth
Now I'm ensuring that a legacy is built

I'm ensuring that a legacy is built
Stepping stones

Written by:
Imani Paul

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