K.A.A.N. - A Step Ahead lyrics
[K.A.A.N. - A Step Ahead lyrics]
Running like Jackie Joyner-Kersee knocking shit off of my list to do
Interviews, tell 'em to use the words off of my interludes
Nigga we wanted to prosper, Creflo Dollar with my hustle dog
Collection plate would pass around for hours tryna take it all
Pray to God, keep us in his grace and never let us fall
My destiny was manifested before I was ever born
Still at war, fighting with my demons tryna kill 'em off
Call of Duty P.O.V, I'll aim the bitch and let it off
Minimal, not important to me, you don't matter nah
Smoke an ounce of something loud, plotting on my catalogue
Been a God, been omnipotent, I dumbed it down for simpletons
I copped a whip and fixed the tint
Get rich or die like 50 Cent
No getting by, we gets it in
My nigga we bright, go get a lens and film me from my introduction to the fucking night end
Nigga we rolling what we want, that's just for recreation
Living inside a motherfucking bubble, this a simulation
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Ten steps ahead of these, running
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Running, yeah, running
Run, run, yeah
Feeling like niggas better respect me or else
Said if you want this shit done right you better do it yourself
I'm flying from the top rope, I'm coming right for your belt
Ain't worried about if it fit, you was looking like you need help
Said nigga we was planning and cultivating all this shit for ourselves
Supplying a product, narcotics, it's dope I hope that it sells
Looking a [?] like my pockets, deposits healthy as hell
Nigga we turned on the faucets to get it straight from the well
Said that we flowing like water, your weapons formed never prosper
No practitioner, no Procter
The last of my kind, I'm a goddamn monster
Goddamn problem, organized like old school mobsters
Teamsters and dreamsters fiending for cream, the American dream
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Ten steps ahead of these, running
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Running, yeah, running
Run, run, yeah
Interviews, tell 'em to use the words off of my interludes
Nigga we wanted to prosper, Creflo Dollar with my hustle dog
Collection plate would pass around for hours tryna take it all
Pray to God, keep us in his grace and never let us fall
My destiny was manifested before I was ever born
Still at war, fighting with my demons tryna kill 'em off
Call of Duty P.O.V, I'll aim the bitch and let it off
Minimal, not important to me, you don't matter nah
Smoke an ounce of something loud, plotting on my catalogue
Been a God, been omnipotent, I dumbed it down for simpletons
I copped a whip and fixed the tint
Get rich or die like 50 Cent
No getting by, we gets it in
My nigga we bright, go get a lens and film me from my introduction to the fucking night end
Nigga we rolling what we want, that's just for recreation
Living inside a motherfucking bubble, this a simulation
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Ten steps ahead of these, running
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Running, yeah, running
Run, run, yeah
Feeling like niggas better respect me or else
Said if you want this shit done right you better do it yourself
I'm flying from the top rope, I'm coming right for your belt
Ain't worried about if it fit, you was looking like you need help
Said nigga we was planning and cultivating all this shit for ourselves
Supplying a product, narcotics, it's dope I hope that it sells
Looking a [?] like my pockets, deposits healthy as hell
Nigga we turned on the faucets to get it straight from the well
Said that we flowing like water, your weapons formed never prosper
No practitioner, no Procter
The last of my kind, I'm a goddamn monster
Goddamn problem, organized like old school mobsters
Teamsters and dreamsters fiending for cream, the American dream
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Ten steps ahead of these, running
Ten steps ahead of these, yeah
Running, yeah, running
Run, run, yeah