Hotkid – Deadly Steps Lyrics

Hotkid – Deadly Steps Lyrics
Deadly Steps
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    "Deadly Steps." - Hotkid

    Album: Never Fold
    Track No: 06

    Hey yo bro
    I used to think I was the baddest in the game
    Till I'm met some folks that run the game
    Hey
    The man dem ain't even playing outside this days
    They just wanna mess some **** up bra!
    With a Glock on the right hand and Dressed in all black
    They don't even care if they end up behind barz
    Type shit
    I fvcked a b*tch I don't know what her name is?
    She sucked my dick on a yatch in Las Vegas
    Does she really love me or just cause I'm famous
    It gat me asking myself many questions
    But
    I don't really trust no one
    I don't really trust no friends
    Don't trust myself
    I took some deadly steps
    Steady keeps messing with My mental health
    Could it be my negligence
    Could it be co-incident
    With what I went through
    I gas retrace my steps
    I gas correct myself
    But it's just too late
    My ex girl wey follow me suffer
    When I dropped my first hit song I left her
    (Ozana Ozana)
    For some weird reason I felt I don't need her
    (I don't need her anymore)
    If you can hear me I'm sorry I did that
    But I still Dey blame myself
    I can't forgive myself
    For what I DID
    I took some deadly steps
    Steady keeps messing with My mental health
    Could it be my negligence
    Could it be co-incident
    With what I went through
    I gas retrace my steps
    I gas correct myself
    But it's just too late
    I still Dey blame myself
    I can't forgive myself
    For what I DID
    I took some deadly steps
    Steady keeps messing with My mental health
    Could it be my negligence
    Could it be co-incident
    With what I went through
    I gas retrace my steps
    I gas correct myself
    But it's just too late
    YEH
    Hey yo bro
    I used to think I was the baddest in the game
    Till I'm met some folks that runs the game
    Hey
    The man dem ain't even playing outside this days
    They just wanna mess some **** up bra!
    With a Glock on the right hand and Dressed in all black
    They don't even care if they end up behind barz
    Type shit

    Writer(s): Adisa Moshood Adeola.

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