Steal the Show Lyrics

Yeah

Two Hs, man

Haha

Watch me do my thing, yeah

I don’t want you here if it’s drama that you bring

Okay wait, yeah hol’ up

Mmm, watch me do my thing

Yeah, T-Mac on my throwback

Steal my style, fuck a low jack

You can keep it, you can own that

I be snappin’ like a Kodak

When my Jordans kiss my doormat

Welcome home, time to make more raps

You can leave me, you can upgrade

But you can’t reset my format

Ima win after win

Halfway season, playoffs clinched

Made myself, fuckin’ boss

I haven’t been laid off since

I’ve been learnin’ bout my market

I’m a hitman, know my target

I’ve been workin’ behind the scenes

But fuck that, bitch I am the artist

Even though times might be the hardest

Never did I quit with what I started

Gotta stay smart like I am Marcus

Gotta move fast, can’t be lethargic

You don’t wanna ride like you get car sick

I could never work up in an office

How do you do that? Gas tank, loose cap

Ima light this shit up, shit go boom bap

Treat it like it’s boot camp, writin’ like a monster

Comin’ for the bread like I’m walkin’ to the altar

You don’t like me? Oh wow what an honor

You don’t even listen to my motherfuckin’ genre

Don’t believe in me? You’ll get stigmata

I am electric, I’m gonna shock ya

Impossible that I fuck with imposters

Do this til’ I die, no Ima do it longer just like

Wait wait hol’ up, can you let me do my thing?

Yeah wait wait hol’ up, watch me watch me do my thing

Yeah, I don’t want you here if it’s drama that you bring

Okay wait yeah hol’ up, mmm watch my do my thing, yeah

Lots of family question what I do for  livin’

Tell ‘em that I’m makin’ music but they do not listen

Bars make me feel free, opposite of prison

Live your fucking life like you do not need permission

I’m forever gonna get it, I am never gonna exit

I’m a random muthafucka, I just do the the unexpected

Product of the first amendment

Do they got a gym in heaven?

God is gonna lift me up, man that muthafucka shredded

Got my dreams up in the sky

But I’m never gonna jet it

Gotta keep up with the times

Social media, I’m present

On the Gram, on the Book

YouTube, and Reddit

Catch your girl sending nudes

She don’t regret it

Man I’m livin’ like I’m livin’

That I’m gonna be written about

Fuck you if you givin’ a doubt, what you bitchin’ about

Ima kick in ur mouth, workin’ at home’s when I’m up in the house

Do not wonder how did I get where I’m at

Not a mystery why bae on my lap

One way on my map, when you pay make it cash

Every dollar counts fuck fees on bankin apps

Wait wait hol’ up, can u let me do my thing?

Yeah wait wait hol’ up, watch me watch me do my thing

Yeah, I don’t want you here if it’s drama that you bring

Okay wait yeah hol’ up, mmm watch my do my thing, yeah

Vegan, but I go ham

Please don’t compare me to no man

My shit slam dunks, you got no jams

You don’t ball you shoot with both hands

It’s a lie when I got no plans

If not busy, I’ll go broke man

Fam be hoping that I’ll make it

Thats why I never lose hope man, ah

Never will I make it on my own own

But I’m independent and I’m grown grown

Think you really know me but you don’t don’t

Gonna kill the king for the throne throne

Better stay away from my road road

If you in the way you getting rolled rolled

No more hiding what I call a soul soul

Always had it, now I let it show show

Gotta go, gotta go

I don’t wanna get old

Lookin’ back at my life

Sayin’ should’ve done more

So I’m up in the lab with a pen and a pad

Or a phone, or my dome puttin’ words in a song

Tellin’ you what I think what is right, what is wrong

When I stopped with the doubt, I was great all along

If you say you be next, I be like really though?

Be afraid when I’m near cause I always steal the show like

Wait, hol’ up

Watch me do my thing

Haha

I don’t want you here if it’s drama that you bring

Okay wait, yeah hol’ up

Mmm, watch me do my thing

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