Steps Lyrics – prettifun

Read the full Steps lyrics by prettifun from the album Pretti Loves U 2 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Prettifun’s music, you can also explore Scene and Wtf idk, two other songs by Prettifun.

[Intro]
Oh (H—H—), huh (H— H—H—)

[Verse]
Retrace your steps, gotta watch what you left
Don’t wanna say how I feel, just know I ain’t getting rest no more
N!ggas saying I can never be mad, that’s (??) (Haha)
I think that I’m losing my sight (My sight)
I found my morals again, I understand what is right
How we could crawl again (Again)
We was hot enough now I treat you like my friend
Guess that just part of the trend
I don’t wan’ clique with these rappers, these n!ggas pedos and weird (They’re weird)
I opened up a new chapter, going back my only fear (My fear)
You not a part of the crew, how the fu*k you get back herе?
Feel like I have no more drivе ’til I learn to steer (Vroom, vroom, vroom)
It’s so conflicting
If you’s a rich n!gga, go throw all your chicken (All your chicken)
If you’s a broke n!gga, stack it ’til you get it
And if your s*it suck, please don’t do the dissing
I know that I’ll be dead, n!gga, if I never listen
“What you wearing bruh?” Rick Owen jeans with the aircut
Dreads so long, fu*k a haircut
They been waiting so long, I don’t wear it, bruh
Oh, you hate her? Me too, n!gga
Why you proud of sharing hoes? That’s how lose n!ggas
I’m on new s*it, wavy like the pool hit
Bulls*it, it dismissed, three albums on Christmas, oh-oh-oh
I give the fans a song, they saying that they want more from me
Yeah, I already know, I already know, she want us to be
No, they can’t find nothing like P
We got blues, banging, B
Money mean nothing to me
And the fans mean nothing to me
But your love mean something to me
Fu*k everything, let me be
N!gga, bands off a B, now

Then they ran with the old style
It’s some s*it, I’m the coach, now
Got ’em dancing like (??)
I could die right now, my family okay
Give a fu*k ’bout a deal, know Alex can pay it
Wake up with a smile, this a new day
One in the head, take the gun out the safe
N!gga better not try to play, get laid down, oh, all over the place
Before, oh, you get sprayed down
Weed in my backpack, now the spray ground
I go Gucci, Louis, can’t tell we the same now
(??) on my chain now
Give a fu*k who you is, you get replaced now