Lyrics Step Back - Malcolm X

Dazed and confused
My brain's been running wild
What am I doing
Do-do-do-do-doing

Dazed and confused right now
My brain's been running wild
What am I doing?
Lifestyle I'm choosing, isn't panning out
Starting to go south
Down for the count
My mind is racing, so frustrated
Think I need to take a step back

All it took was a step back, word to Luka
Funny never had the strap, never was a shooter
Never used a razor, but I was up on that scooter
Not tryna hustle anymore, not tryna be like Scooter
Mira mira, mira mira observa esto
Mi vida nunca fue perfecta en el maldito tiempo
Blessings came in handfuls, wasn't living thankful
Wasn't acting bashful, acted like a
Asshole, man my life was joke (damn)
All I cared about was partying, and hitting on that toke
Wasted all that dough, now we sitting here broke (broke)
Not taking any time checking in on kinfolk, I've been (kinfolk)
Slowing down like niggas sipping on lean (we slowing down)
Refreshing myself like a strip Listerine (fresh)
Not second guessing anymore, I got the keys
Opening the door to my new found destiny, patience

Dazed and confused right now
My brain's been running wild (so wild now)
What am I doing?
Lifestyle I'm choosing, isn't panning out (no it's not now)
Starting to go south (going south now)
Down for the count (I'm down now)
My mind is racing, so frustrated
Think I need to take a step back

Took a detour from my walk (walk)
I was all talk (talk)
Got that dedication back
We going nonstop (got that dedication back we going nonstop)
Now I'm walking with the confidence of finalist
Finding my way back home like the holiest of Zionist (holiest of Zionist)
Hungrier than ever, like I was a survivalist (oh)
Churning on the pedal like a Tour de France cyclist (oh, oh-oh) (yeah we churning on this shit)
Dios mío, came a long way since dropping Frío
Mixed it up I had to add a little Mio (poquito)
Sabes que amo mis amigos
Know they always gonna be conmigo
Reminisce when Walt would call me Frijol
Even though my blood ain't got a drop of Latino
No curls or a fro, but that's still family though
The real ones stayed with me even through my sorrows
Days getting brighter looking forward to tomorrow
Shoutout to Jenaro, that's a real shepherd right there
No longer feeling hollow, cause the Lords with me everywhere
I'm chiefing on this beat like a hookah
Roots in tact like a yuca (yuca)
Done blowing up no bazooka (zooka)
All it took was a step back word to Luka, patience

Dončić, one-on-one with... Dobric
Step back, three-pointer, for the game
Oh my word, Luka, Luka, Luka Dončic
How many times has he done it