Lyrics PAST THE STEPS - SmooveDonn

I'm at the top and you rappers couldn't get past the steps
Stop trying to get me to tap in with all you average pests
I don't want to hear not one more word up out of your capping breath
The after math ain't hard to solve we can see that you adding stress
Speaking on these beats is equivalent to me having sex the feeling is amazing
With this pen I get crazy, the words I write going to get me a picket fence with the daisies
While you grinding to get rich just to whip a Benz for some ladies
See me and you are not the same, how you finna stop the pain
When you see me and your girl kicking it like a soccer game
Looking at your drive it's obvious this is not your lane
I'll make a nigga girl go green like a stone from doctor strange
I got a bag off rapping and I can not complain
Your paycheck for two weeks to me is just pocket change
You dummies flashing your money soon as you rocking chains
Mask on if they catch you lacking them niggas cock and aim
So think before you move I'm teaching niggas jewels
Rest in peace they see you on the news for beefing with the Smoove
I don't even be in moods, no reason to get messy I could really keep it cool
But people want to test me and you think I'm finna lose
That's hilarious think again, get up out that sunken place if these lyrics ain't syncing in
Hard to compete when your demons don't want to see you win
But Smoove done blacked out so you listening to his evil twin
Nigga this should be a sin, look at how I treat the pen
Kill a rapper with a diss walk away with an evil grin
Had a chat with the reaper he told me it's either me or him
But I ain't dying yet so I guess we'll see when we meet again

By the time you hearing this your favorite rapper is canceled
Put some money on his head and hold the rapper for ransom
I don't understand your lyrics like you rapping in Spanish
What happened to hip hop y'all take this rapping for granted
Hood niggas on tik tok boy is you trapping or dancing
Y'all be on snap trying to get me to tap in with scamming, nigga
Let me say it again because y'all ain't hearing me
I'll smack the next one who ask for my social security I'm serious
And that's the problem niggas think I'm playing
Ain't 'bout that life but I promise I'll shoot the fade with hands
My competition's a Honda Civic trying to race a lamb
Jay gave us the blueprint well I came with a change of plans
King of the east my whole team is elite
I ain't no rookie I can drop a sixteen in my sleep look
I'm just getting started I ain't even having fun yet
Illegal with the bars and I ain't even twenty one yet, its Smoove nigga