[Intro]

Stepson

My little stepson

Let me tell you about my stepson

You ready?

[Verse 1]

Let me tell you about this guy I used to check for

I don’t mean checking on man I would check for

I used to buy tracksuits and buy creps for

Drive around for hours in the ends for

I never asked him for no money, for no petrol

I G checked him once cause he got disrespectful

I never spoke about it in public, that's respectful

He’s pocket watching now, shit's getting essеntial

Its like he wanted mе to be his fucking sugar daddy

Buy him red bottoms, put him in a rental

I had to teach him like a teacher with a pencil

I told him go out there and get it in your ends fool

If you was stuck in my position what would you do

When I was stuck in his position I would move food

Now in their position they want to use you

I think there’s some boys who got a screw loose

Somebody killed his dad, he tried to frame me

He even asked me about the killing, said it ain’t me

When I heard that fox died, that shit broke me

You would have known that it weren’t me if you know me

It’s like they wanted me to go back to the old me

Fill the car up to the brim, then go OT

Get half a brick and pebs and turn the line on

You know a nigga like me I get my grind on

I had 100 bags of jewels when I was independent

Now its 200 and up, I’m talking my collection

I’m feeling Harry Styles, now I’m going One Direction

Niggas talking on my name that’s a crazy obsession

I even held this nigga down in the jail house

Then he posting all this game I used to help out

Any beef situation I would help out

I don’t mean squash the beef, I mean help out

No matter what I did it was never enough

I even brought him to the booth, we're levelling up

I got my opportunity, took it and run

So many opportunities, this niggas flopped

His dad’s funeral was back to back Rolls Royces

Little prick, never ever thanked me once

I should kill him with his daddy’s gun

[Break]

I walked into the funeral, like

Yo

[Verse 2]

I walked into the funeral parlour just thinking

Like what the fuck is this dumb nigga thinking

Spoke to his mum, conducted the business

And never pulled a penny out, God is my witness

She said her son is heartbroken, and a victim

And I’m the only one she knows that can fix him

She wants me to see him everyday and come and link him

But he’s addicted to drugs and he’s drinking

His daddy just died, shit needs to sink in

He’s depressed, this nigga moving different

He sent me a freestyle, asked me to post it

I told him no, because I didn’t want the fans to rinse him

He’s done a closeup with his nose all bent

Cause when we was in jail his dad head butt and kicked him

I ain’t lying I thank God, he has a witness

Wish he never had you, that was one of his wishes

Told me that his marj was just one of these bitches

I made this nigga run a train on visions

I know you wish I go away with these scriptures

But I'ma make the whole world see the vision

I’m getting calls about places that you ain’t invited

I told you mummy and these sons relationship ain’t like this

I done a picture on my Instagram

And in the caption saying “Fuck Em”

Your auntie in my comments, she was wilding

He apologized to me and said it wasn’t him

So mad his dad never saw a son in him

I never knew that my success was really bunning him

Till a rumour on the road, I’m hearing funny things

Couple of his cousins told me that I shouldn’t fuck with him

If they was me, they wouldn't have trusted him

To be honest man, I really done a lot for him

It’s kind of fucked for me

I don’t know if it fucks with him

But hear me out

Before I finish with it, man just one more thing

Him and his brother done the hacking and its puzzling

Why he won’t admit it

I just don’t know what he’s covering

I see you editing them DMs with your cousins in

You posted her address

That’s the reason why they don’t fuck with him

While me and Anne just cheers to my accomplishments

I get right back to the game where I’m dominant

Kill him with success, I know it bothers him

It’s Velli