small shoes ft. zicolae Lyrics

Look I wanna make that million, wanna make that cash

Wanna feel that healing without taking her back

Feeling like I'm on a hitlist, scope is on my back

Lately I've been distant, I'm sorry I'm an ass

Keep on digging for the old me, you ain't gon' find me fast

If my life was race, I'd probably make it last

But we're living in the moment, better make it last

So I'm ballin' on these hoes until I'm outta cash

I got these voices in my head, it's like I can't think

I need to make them go away, please pour me a drink

Wash me face a couple a times, drown them in the sink

Bands come in same time, I guess we're in sync

Big stepper in some small shoes

We be out lurking trynna find clues

I can't take a risk, look what I'd lose

Burying the old me, trynna find new

Ain't do it before, now I speak truth

Fat motherfucker, order efood

Big stepper in some small shoes

You are not in mine, find your own group

Big stepper, I got black boots

Got a couple stacks in unpaid dues

Throwin back Ciroc baby get loose

If she wanna tango bitch gon take two

I been dealing with the shame I can't stop it

We gon toss a lotta bands if she pop it

Big stepper with some small shoes

I been creeping with the mob droogs

Two Eyes roll back inside I am chained down

These things just take some time to break out

Mouthful of blood I taste eternal

I cannot sleep Percie is nocturnal

Big stepper in some small shoes

We be out lurking trynna find clues

I can't take a risk, look what I'd lose

Burying the old me, trynna find new

Ain't do it before, now I speak truth

Fat motherfucker, order efood

Big stepper in some small shoes

You are not in mine, find your own group

I said you thought I took an L but I can't lose

Your girl in my dms, that's the damn proof

Like it's in the pudding when I bust moves

But it's death over life if I had to choose, okay

Double XL that's my shirt, ain't no freshman

Thought we 'possed to find a girl and protect em

But you took my feelings, threw em on the ground and you left them

But I'd still do what you want, with no questions

Big stepper in some small shoes

We be out lurking trynna find clues

I can't take a risk, look what I'd lose

Burying the old me, trynna find new

Ain't do it before, now I speak truth

Fat motherfucker, order efood

Big stepper in some small shoes

You are not in mine, find your own group