Steps

(álbum: Week Of K.R.I.T. - 2014)

[Hook x2 Big K.R.I.T.:]
What you skipping steps for?
I thought you popping collars bout them dollars like you Creflo
You can fall off if you step wrong
Either move over or get stepped on

[Verse 1 Big KRIT:]
Shit
Catch me at Pappadeaux cracking crab and peeling shrimp
Nigga, wait your turn, fly a plane or catch a blimp
Sideways sitting, bubble I blade chipping off the corners that I bend
On some 20-20 twins, watch your mouth
We don't play with children 'round these parts
Even titans kill Gods, you ain't eating then you starve
I ain't fucking with no sobs, dem broads and petty frauds
It's hard talking bars, good Lord won't get you far
These days and times I raise the ways of rhymes
Nigga, fuck that bullshit you could cut cocaine with mine
Pyrex flow, my exo-skeleton heaven sent
Heavy as cement sediments walked only by elephants
Ever since I was 7 pounds it was evident
That a legend I was meant to be and everything else is irrelevant
Selfishly, king remember in time I coined that phrase
You could never be the same because you ain't got no change
Baby steps, nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2 Big Sant:]
Done Dap writer, tight rope walker
Big top 10 Giant, I hope you all watching
I'm awesome, attention undivided
Defeat my competition landslide style, fuck an undecided
I got it, I'm on it, you driving, I'm focused
I push on my opponents cause fronting I don't condone it
Bitch, you better get a grip, better yet get a gip
Life is short, the good die, mostly over bullshit
And that bullshit costs
You working for a worker, walking 'round holling ''boss''
Talking 'bout you're blood, but your lights cutting out
Tough luck cause, hope you gotta plan B [?]
Ya'll boys got the game lopsided, you don't walk polished
Parachuting off your palm pilot
Is you seeking or reaching? Either way better stretch for it
Upside down, look what I rep ho
O-G

[Hook]

[Verse 3 Smoke DZA:]
Riiiiiight
Do anything for breakfast from pan pans
Up early thinking about a grand scam
Grand scheme, damn fiends
Beating down the door, got it jumping like a trampoline
They spread the word like a [?], fuck everybody but the plush
Ain't my fault you into mud, kid
Probably damage more hearts than love did
Kick rap flow driven in pole
Snow beaches in the spring, [?] minks when it's cold
With the God I don't shine 'em cause I never stop grinding
They remind me I'm that nigga, but I already know
Pull up a [?] to go
On deck, man these niggas never saw paper
Fam, I'm still spending small phases
Gold bracelets, Rolexe's, no small faces
Kushed God Bitch

[Hook]