Lyrics Stepped In - Sofay

(Glurrr)
(Put the money on da ground,Dis shit stepped on)

(Palaze what you cookin?)

Skinny jeans I rock out like the Beatles

You played yo self that's why I don't need ya

One day imma be taxing for features

This a hellcat car full of dem demons

Grabba ina blunt I get high as an eagle

I'm in the jungle them lions will eat ya

Can't trust a soul people to greedy

I'm on the bloc my nigga still eating

She ate da dick and swallowed my semon

I'm in da water with a check like it's fema

Lil von they know I'm da realist

I was a kid but still fucked with dem vets

Big dog imma cop me a vet

I'm bout my money and bout my respect

Issa gang take da head off his neck

Issa gang take da head off his neck

We on the bloc playing rush hit licks

I was fucked up now I'm back on my shit

Every Jugg you know imma cop me a stick

Gotta walk wit the blik cuz you know how it get

You can lose yo life at da store getting chips

Seen a lot of shit that I can't forget

Pour up a 4 smoke a wood reminisce

Stop poping pills cause the pain still exists

I was fucked up now I'm back on my shit

I can show you how to to rags to riches

Everybody know I came from the trenches

Grandpa in da kitchen but he never did the dishes

I'm on the souf with sum real gators

Lacoste him out we go count that shit later

I'm going up no escalator

She trying serve me that ass like a waiter

Put da money on da ground this shit stepped on
You know my nigga stay with me that's my dawgie bone
I just touched down In New York but ain't home alone
You know I'm geeked up got da wockhardt in my styrofoam
I just stepped in with that bitch and her best friend
Kick da door down fuck a wait step in
Heard dat bitch was mad told dat hoe to step then
This a gangsta party nigga you can't step in
(Okay let's go)

Yea I'm lil fee out da 3 I got da key to da streets
I told him no face no case he ain't even know it was me
See von he bang da C,you know I bang da P
These new niggas all on da internet fuck nigga keep da shit street
Matter a fact Rest In Peace Street
Big Bankroll on me make this shit look easy
These lil hoes can't please me
That hoe she in love with feezy she know dat my pockets cheesy
A lot of these niggas wanna be me nigga you wouldn't believe me

(South side!,Put the money on da ground)
(Flint River Child,Park Baby Shit)
(MoB Life,No Life)

Put da money on da ground this shit stepped on
You know my nigga stay with me that's my dawgie bone
I just touched down In New York but ain't home alone
You know I'm geeked up got da wockhardt in my styrofoam
I just stepped in with that bitch and her best friend
Kick da door down fuck a wait step in
Heard dat bitch was mad told dat hoe to step then
This a gangsta party nigga you can't step in
(Okay let's go)