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Your Stepdad Lyrics

I got a scar on my Heart like I'm Tony Montana
I have an emotional scar on my heart that feels like I've been through the same traumatic experiences as the character Tony Montana in the movie Scarface

I don’t mind talking down all Of the niggas that spoke On my back like I don't got a camera
I have no problem confronting and exposing people who have talked behind my back, as if they didn't think I was aware of their actions

I never listen to media I'm always watching I gotta edit the scanner
I don't pay attention to what the media says about me, but I am always aware of what is being said through the people I trust and I am quick to respond accordingly

Hit like a hammer, bro out the slammer, bro Got the blammers, stack and stay quiet Fuck all the glamour (Ayy)
I have the ability to hit hard, like a hammer, and get out of any difficult situation, in part due to the weapons I carry, and I don't care about living a fancy, glamorous life

Bringing my confidence Always been full of it Man on a mission, cannot be the government
I am a confident person who has always had an unwavering self-assurance, and I am focused on my own goals and cannot be controlled by anyone else

Act like I’m loyal and she Fell in love with it Psychotic nigga, you can't even stomach it
I act like a loyal person to gain people's trust, and it has worked so well that they have fallen in love with me, even though I have a dark and unstable side that would make most people sick

Promoting music, then I make another one Locked in the studi' with Only my brother'nem foеnem went stupid So I couldn't fuck with them
I consistently work on promoting my music and creating new tracks, but I had to cut ties with my former music group members who couldn't keep up with my creativity and intensity in the studio

Walk on thе beat, then I (Ayy) Niggas don't know how to feel when I get on the beat
I am a confident rapper who knows how to walk on any beat, and other rappers are intimidated by how I own every track I touch

Niggas don't know how to tell Me they hate me So they just start kissing my ass and my feet
Other rappers are afraid to tell me they dislike my music, so instead they just flatter and praise me to avoid confrontation

I been the one that's been grinding to make Sure all of my sandbox niggas can eat
I have put in the work to help people in my community succeed and to ensure they have food on their tables

What if I’m wasting my time and these Niggas just kill me for weed? What if (Ayy, huh)
I worry that I am putting in all this effort to help others, but they might betray me and even kill me for a small reward like weed

What if I’m trusting this bitch With my feelings and Shorty been plotting this whole Time to leave?
I worry that I am trusting a woman with my emotions, only to find out later that she was planning to leave me all along

What if I'm breaking my bread With a shorty that’s Gon' end up leaving for bummies or weed?
I worry that I am working hard to support a woman financially, only to find out later that she was using me to get money for drugs

What if I'm giving my life For these niggas? They Won't even get me the thought off they sleep
I worry that I am sacrificing my own life for others, but they do not appreciate or even think about the effort I put in for them

How many people gon’ tell me they love me Before they could finally get what they need? (Ayy, yeah, uh)
I am skeptical of how many people tell me they love me because I sense that they are only doing so to use me for their own benefit, and I am tired of it.