PAST THE STEPS Lyrics

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