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Big Steppa Lyrics by Rome Streetz, from the album “Kiss The Ring“, music has been produced by Camoflauge Monk, and Big Steppa song lyrics are penned down by Rome Streetz & Camoflauge Monk.

Big Steppa Lyrics

Talk my shit, look, ayo

I need the power and respect, millions locked in the safe (Uh huh)
I push a Benz, bending corners how I’m rocking the wave
Toughest niggas went to jail still got chopped in they face
It mean anybody can get it, game dirty watch how you play
We out for pay don’t give two fucks what the president say (Fuck outta’ here)
That shit irrelevant, as long as they buying work I be selling it
From city to town, private to public residence
Dime to pound any measurement, know what the method is
Got rappers hating and they bitches naked in my messages (Haha)
I smoke your whole top twenty, fuck five that’s definite (Niggas trash)
Choke the rap game out till’ ain’t no life left in it
It’s like I got trick dice I’m rolling nothing less than six
A trappers goals to Rolex the wrist
Make sure mommy never walk for nothing, stack up and know where your exit is
Yeah you niggas rap but this the better shit
Game sick this the medicine
Fashion rebel on my letterman (Nigga)

Chrome hearts on my sweater
My work better, you could never fuck with me ever I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the shit together
Before music, made a way I had a pistol on my dresser nigga
Chrome hearts on my sweater
My work better, you could never fuck with me ever I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the shit together
Before music, made a way I had that work on my dresser nigga

Ayo, we way up on you niggas the score is like a hundred to five (Niggas washed)
Fuck you thought, these niggas all garbage don’t be so surprised
Keep envious eyes out your cypher they want yo’ demise
Know the signs, you rather eat food for thought or a bowl of lies
Haters stuck on the sidelines, didn’t want Rome to rise
But hoe niggas do hoe shit, already know the vibes
When the work potent the customers come in flurries
I took risks in the streets that had my mother worried
It’s squaring up just didn’t coincide with my plans
These felonies is helping me financially advance
I have fortune five-hundred thoughts or we was coppin’ whores to sleep
It’s two bundles short but I got it off
Fuck a loss we ain’t taking those
To set you up smooth, use two Jamaican hoes, paint your clothes
All year I been on some shit, styling on em’ like Deion, you peon’s is nondescript

Chrome hearts on my sweater
My work better, you could never fuck with me ever I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the shit together
Before music, made a way I had a pistol on my dresser nigga
Chrome hearts on my sweater
My work better, you could never fuck with me ever I been a big stepper
Made a play, put the shit together
Before music, made a way I had that work on my dresser nigga


SONG INFO:

Song: Big Steppa
Album: Kiss The Ring (2022)
Singer: Rome Streetz
Music: Camoflauge Monk
Lyrics: Rome Streetz & Camoflauge Monk



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