Lyrics

[Hook]

Step on my toes mothafucka it’s the last time
Talk that shit and now you spitting out your last rhyme
Walk that walk or you’ll be sitting in that chalk line
Mind your own biz cause imma be about mine

[Verse 1]

So many foos without a thing better to do
You 30 years old living with your momma like it’s cool
And you got no bread that means you got no flow
How your girl gon whoop your ass while you talkin pimpin hoes foo
I gave you work and you ain’t move shit
Just smoked em down to the last drop tweakin ass bitch
Should of known from the jump you was a weak ass foo
Ezel from Friday kinda act like you
And now you turned this into something it ain’t had to be
Now imma tax that ass cause fuckin wit me ain’t free
Talkin to the homies different than you talk to me
You better keep that same vibe when I see you on the street lil bitch
You a guppy swimming with big fish
You can’t handle the heat so imma burn yo shit
Cause we tried sitting with you talked it out like Gs
But you hid the facts from us and now you blame me?
See this is what happens when you fake the funk
You’ll get dumped in a trunk and forgot you sorry punk

[Hook]

Step on my toes mothafucka it’s the last time
Talk that shit and now you spitting out your last rhyme
Walk that walk or you’ll be sitting in that chalk line
Mind your own biz cause imma be about mine

[Verse 2]

Paid in full the status that I keep on pockets
Respects hard to earn you had it then lost it
Not a damn dollar to your name but you copping
Big baller talk from a foo that’s just flauging
Never picking up when I called you tryna solve it
Acting like the only foo going through some hard shit
Saying that we treated you like a business commodity
When you rap like you hit the crack then had a lobotomy
Believe what you want to believe to sleep better
Say you sound like Pac? Well homie I hate to tell ya
That you sound like shit we took you off them songs
I said fuck you but you was still swanging from my balls
Punks like you always trip then fall
After running your fucking mouth on and on and on
Imma keep it real homie get some help my G
Before I’m throwing dollars at you while you begging on the street
This a we thang C-O-T-V thang
And you coulda been on top but you chose the tweak thang
Now I gotta play the dirty dog catcher
And no I don’t take strays I euthanize they ass straight to hell and
If you got problems wit me foo get to stepping
In the end all bitch made dogs go to heaven

[Hook]

Step on my toes mothafucka it’s the last time
Talk that shit and now you spitting out your last rhyme
Walk that walk or you’ll be sitting in that chalk line
Mind your own biz cause imma be about mine