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Paroles de la chanson Step Alone par Calboy

MFoss, you drippin' on that motherfucker
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[Calboy]
I know a story of a young boy tryna become somethin'
In the streets, he hustlin', started out with nothin'
Runnin' 'round, he take drugs to function, bought a Glock and tucked it
Now he on that tough shit, he won't resort to tusslin' (Uh-huh)
But it all started in that broken home (Broken home)
Momma workin', daddy gone, he left alone (Left alone)

Ain't never had shit, ain't have no steppin' stone (Steppin' stone)
Ayy, feel he by himself, I guess he step alone (Step alone)

[Calboy]
Ayy, them lookin' saucy, come up off 'em, I need 'em (Ayy)
Wanna argue, then I spark 'em, I bleed 'em (Ayy, boom)
Girl, I'm sorry, I been starvin', I'm greedy (Ayy)
It's fuck all them, I'm a shark, who gon' feed me? (Ayy)
I won't talk shit, on the block with them demons (Ayy)
I been lost, shit, I might off him for no reason (Woo, woo)

He jumped off the porch and end up in the deep end
He say he a shark, then how he slowly sinkin'?
Finally witnessed murder, he barely sleepin'
He cope with the drugs, off Percocet, he geekin'
Tried to ease the pain and went out on the weekend
Ran into some shit and took a life, yes, he did

[Calboy & Joey Bada$$]
I know a story of a young boy tryna become somethin' (Uh)
In the streets, he hustlin', started out with nothin'
Runnin' 'round, he take drugs to function, bought a Glock and tucked it
Now he on that tough shit, he won't resort to tusslin' (Uh-huh)

But it all started in that broken home (Broken home)
Momma workin', daddy gone, he left alone (Left alone)
Ain't never had shit, ain't have no steppin' stone (Steppin' stone, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, feel he by himself, I guess he step alone (Step alone)

[Joey Bada$$]
My little bro, but he been ridin' solo on this YOLO shit
Started hustlin' 'cause he strugglin', now he smokin' it
Own supply, demons followin', nowhere to run or hide
Bona fide, real street nigga but with an underline

Tone of a good kid, another Black boy turned product of the hood where he lives
It is what it is, I guess
I ain't judgin' bro, but I told him that he gon' manifest
Every step 'til his last breath, if he don't switch directions
Even times served in facility couldn't bring correction
He's walkin' liability, wrong steppin' with lethal weapon
Pop a nigga like a quiz if a nigga try to test him
'Cause he stay ready to shoot, he block his own blessing (Blessing)

[Calboy]
I know a story of a young boy tryna become somethin'

In the streets, he hustlin', started out with nothin'
Runnin' 'round, he take drugs to function, bought a Glock and tucked it
Now he on that tough shit, he won't resort to tusslin'
But it all started in that broken home (Broken home)
Momma workin', daddy gone, he left alone (Left alone)
Ain't never had shit, ain't have no steppin' stone (Steppin' stone)
Ayy, feel he by himself, I guess he step alone (Step alone)

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