Steve Nash

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Write it all out, on the same thing
Answer to myself, champ they'll name me
For now, they think I'm crazy
Found my sound, I'm friends with my doubts
I brace for these. I want cheese, terpenes
Maybe, a Mercedes AMG
Call me Steve, I'm an animal
Should really call Irwin
Channel my emotion, no t.v.
My favorite weapon is a beat
Make a fire track, I keep it discreet
And that's my fear for the eyes of the green
You down to participate? This can't be taught
Why you in the section with the taters and the tots, dog?
They're full of hate, good vibes what I brought
Couldn't get the message, shit
Even if I gave it to you give wrapped with a bow in a box
This world gave me options, looking for more to be honest
Don't plan on being the talk of the town
Got goals to make my mom proud
Once sixteen came around, said f*ck this
Didn't back down, I'm on some shit now
Had to take a detour, my own way around
the guap I had Imma need more
Y'all hunchback, notre dame
Spent your stimulus on Dior, keep that energy the same
If blessings were an elevator, I hit each floor
Shout out god, challenge me right, get me home tonight
23 Assists in a night, this life really feels like
Like Steve Nash, I'll take a charge
I might shoot, I won't miss
Aw man, I'm back again
made this for your mailman
It's been shipped, coming to your crib
Don't got enough carmex for your lip
Only buy designer and swear you making a grip?
I remember last summer, met this girl in phoenix
Needed a place to slumber, told her take a number
She wanted two grams for fifteen
Got her some water, she thirsty
Flying through the end zone, wideout Larry Fitzgerald
Hard work put you on the big scale
This ain't no fish tale
I spit sick shit, I don't need no benzo
Talk about life biz, I should study anthro
If I hit the gas, I can put on a show
Say it's exotic yet, you flip it for the low
Swear it's that bomb bomb, but it looks so-so
Wouldn't even light it, if I was broke broke
There's really no way you'll get near me I bet
My jump shot nasty like Jabba the Hutt in a dirty Corvette
The world fell, the palm of my hand
When you do well, what they can't stand
Wiz told me that's the life of a man
Don't lose sight of the plan
Took a deep shot from downtown
Hear the swish of the net
Came in the game like alley-oop
Dinner table, It was set
Like Steve Nash, I'll take a charge
I might shoot, I won't miss

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