[Verse 1: Stevirus]
Alright who's your daddy?
Give you sweets and candy
Make you bitches frantic
Breathtaking asthmatic
Beat the beat up till its dead its tragic
I'm a real G I pull strings no panties
Eating up that pussy
Tell me what do you see
I ain't ever stale you know I'm fresher than sushi
Yeah I'm talking big fish
Sitting in my little dish
I got all my needs its like genie Stephen make a wish
Yeah the genies employed
All nigga been deployed
If you need space then take a look at your keyboard
Ain't about the right or wrong man
I'm just trying to write a song
And I go stupid nigga so I never trying write a wrong
Sitting on the ice and I'm feeling real cool
I don't need a ref man I play by my rules
Rap is my hustle and you know I got my tools
I drive the bitches crazy I never run outta fuel
Looking for beef I got more than the Fulani
Never stand alone, IBS Is my family
365 days I be here balling hard
I run the world the town the streets and the fucking boulevard
[Verse 2: Stevirus]
I'm getting paid to breathe, nothing ıs free
Rapping by the letter like XYZ
Bitches asking questions yeah my ex why's me
Forgot about †he last but then †he next tries me
L.I.E lie a little more
Haters like MTN, everywhere ı go
Trying to defuse me, but ı know ı'll blow
Trying to make spirit and ı know the ghost will show
The say I'm supposed to go, but ı would rather stay
I do it for the dough so the baker gets paid
And do it fr the B who r trying to get laid
I keep my game straight and tighter than a sharp braid
And the fact remains that Stephen ıs the king
I'm the bomb, I'm a fiend and everything in between
Stunting too hard man you really shouldn't try this
And ı don't need a watch man, Stevirus ıs timeless
Alright who's your daddy?
Give you sweets and candy
Make you bitches frantic
Breathtaking asthmatic
Beat the beat up till its dead its tragic
I'm a real G I pull strings no panties
Eating up that pussy
Tell me what do you see
I ain't ever stale you know I'm fresher than sushi
Yeah I'm talking big fish
Sitting in my little dish
I got all my needs its like genie Stephen make a wish
Yeah the genies employed
All nigga been deployed
If you need space then take a look at your keyboard
Ain't about the right or wrong man
I'm just trying to write a song
And I go stupid nigga so I never trying write a wrong
Sitting on the ice and I'm feeling real cool
I don't need a ref man I play by my rules
Rap is my hustle and you know I got my tools
I drive the bitches crazy I never run outta fuel
Looking for beef I got more than the Fulani
Never stand alone, IBS Is my family
365 days I be here balling hard
I run the world the town the streets and the fucking boulevard
[Verse 2: Stevirus]
I'm getting paid to breathe, nothing ıs free
Rapping by the letter like XYZ
Bitches asking questions yeah my ex why's me
Forgot about †he last but then †he next tries me
L.I.E lie a little more
Haters like MTN, everywhere ı go
Trying to defuse me, but ı know ı'll blow
Trying to make spirit and ı know the ghost will show
The say I'm supposed to go, but ı would rather stay
I do it for the dough so the baker gets paid
And do it fr the B who r trying to get laid
I keep my game straight and tighter than a sharp braid
And the fact remains that Stephen ıs the king
I'm the bomb, I'm a fiend and everything in between
Stunting too hard man you really shouldn't try this
And ı don't need a watch man, Stevirus ıs timeless
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