paroles de chanson Stepped On My Heart - Veyster

Yeah, I like that
Man, I hate being broke, y'all niggas kill me
Man, I hate being broke, y'all niggas kill me
Nigga, you ain't never home don't wanna hear it
He was a killer, but he turn into a

Man, I hate being broke, y'all niggas kill me
Stick it in my bitch raw, she gon' feel me
Nigga, you ain't never home don't wanna hear it
He was a killer, but he turn into a spirit

These niggas steady tryna turn me to the villain
These niggas steady hatin' on me, I don't get it
I done lost so many homies, I don't get it
You wanna take shit from me, bro, you just gon' have to kill me

Bitch steady eatin' dick in the morning for breakfast
If my bitch wanna fuck you, I'ma let her, not tripping
Nigga, whip got parked, he gon' have to hit progressive
Here's how y'all niggas sound, finna put it in perspective

Man, I hate how he a rich-ass nigga
Talkin' slick on the mic, make it flip-ass nigga
Man, you the type to cry over a bitch-ass nigga
I'm the type to get rich and have my bros ride with me

Nigga, tryna play with me, it's not a game, come catch us
I'm ballin' on you niggas, it's like 1 to 11, get it
I ain't trippin' off no bitches, get the neck and I'm steppin'
Ever since I started trippin', swear to God, I'm not stressin'

Nae just hit my phone, talkin' bout a CPN
I just bought a VPN just to slide in the Benz
Left the keys in the whip, then I'm swipin' the Benz
Nigga, not bein' solid, finna swipe all your friends

I said, fuck all my feelings, and I went and got a bag
Never trippin' off a bitch, I got a bitch in the sprinter
Finna buy a money counter and throw a hundred hunnids in it
Bitch stepped on my heart, I'm never ever gon' forget it

Fish scale in the whip while I'm fishtailin'
My brody, Ev, in the whip, Seth, steady tailin'
As a young nigga, I was gettin' packs in the mail
If your brody get chained, man up, get the bail

If your brody switchin' on, you cut him off, get him gone
Yo bitch with me, if she ain't pickin' up the phone
I was chillin' in the crib, bag on me, home alone
I was chillin' in the hills, ain't doin' drills on my own

Sittin' down in the booth with my bag, big flipper
I know these hoes mad, get the head, and I forget em'
We see you was a rat, get to tellin' on your niggas
Nigga, you don't ever shoot, you was sittin' on the benches

Man, I hate bein' broke, y'all niggas kill me
Stick it in my bitch raw, she gon' feel me
Nigga, you ain't never home, don't wanna hear it
He was a killer, but he turned into a spirit

These niggas steady tryna turn me to the villain
These niggas steady hatin' on me, I don't get it
I done lost so many homies, I don't get it
You wanna take shit from me, bro, you just gon' have to kill me
Bro, you just gon' have to kill me