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LYRICS:

back when i was just a little kid on kansas circle
when my father told my mama he ain’t want me, i was purple
from the bruises fighting kids at school
i thought i wanted murder
but i really wanted music and expression through the verbal
i was crying to my mama all the time about 
the haunting thought of drama it was only adding problems to a problem child
i told her “mama i’m so sorry, i been hurtin’
my whole body always shakin when at school this shit is volatile”
brother smokin dope
thought that was the way a while
i started smokin’ dope
tryna numb the pain a while
12 years old 
i was just a juvenile 
and now i’m filling pre-rolls
feelin’ suicidal 
babysitter as a kid
was a pedophile 
doing shit i couldn’t 
wrap my child head around
mama crying
i was scared, father reconciled
told him i feel like a women
now it’s been a while

it’s been a while since we talked like
humans, shit was borderline abusive
but it’s alright 
mama workin’ all day
i was cryin all night
felt so alone as a child
i was growin more wild
if you messed with my family then it’s on sight
‘member when i found out 
my brother died a’ cancer 
was the moment that i realized 
i ain’t never want the spotlight 
lemme tell em’

shit gon’ change at the kansas house
i ain’t really know me
had to shit out… yeah
i was only 13 i was so stressed out
i aint knew what the fuck this life was about… yet

shit gon’ change at the kansas house
i ain’t really know me
i aint figured shit out… yet
i was only 13 i was so stressed out
i aint knew what the fuck this life was about… yet

kansas house. (interlude) (prod. ttthou)

shteppi x calder - hoodie.

BITCH + MOAN + SCREAM! (prod. dieperry)

MUSIC VIDEO!!! ⬇️
https://youtu.be/wzWL3jlBOdU

WOKE UP IN A BAD MOOD! (prod. skotskr) (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

ISSBROKIE! - I'M GOD! (freestyle) (prod. clams casino X imogen heap)

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by cy 劉

(lyrics:)
baby, i don’t think i’m in my right mind no more.
i still want you close by,
but i don’t know bout tellin you these white lies no more.
do you still love me when i’m not fine?
cuz i know that i’m a lot to handle.
and i’m aware you scared that i’m gonna die.
i just hope you’d leave before we both in shambles.
cuz i can’t be the one who ruins your life.
baby, i don’t think i’m in my right mind no more.
i still want you close by,
but i don’t know bout tellin you these white lies no more.
do you still love me when i’m not fine?
cuz i know that i’m a lot to handle.
and i’m aware you scared that i’m gonna die.
i just hope you’d leave before we both in shambles.
cuz i can’t be the one who ruins your life.

shteppi - right mind.

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by cy 劉

(chorus:)
curse the hand of the cards I been dealt.
curse the bitch made you feel how you felt.
you the type that i don't wish well.
give a fuck you don't like me, oh well. 
aint the first bitch, THAT I can tell. 
don't hit my phone, bitch. go to hell.

(verse:)
always tryina sell me on some bullshit 
always tryna sell me on yourself 
actin like your words from a pulpit
I could see through that shit at age 12 
stalk my socials all that you want, bitch. 
don't give a shit that you think I need help. 
maybe next time, try n' be honest, so you won't be left by somebody else again

(bridge:)
oh, again 
by somebody else again 
oh, again 
by somebody else again 
oh, again 
by somebody else again 
oh, again 

(chorus:)
curse the hand of the cards I been dealt.
curse the bitch made you feel how you felt.
you the type that i don't wish well.
give a fuck you don't like me, oh well. 
aint the first bitch, THAT I can tell. 
don't hit my phone, bitch. go to hell.
curse the hand of the cards I been dealt.
curse the bitch made you feel how you felt.
you the type that i don't wish well.
give a fuck you don't like me, oh well. 
aint the first bitch, THAT I can tell. 
don't hit my phone, bitch. go to hell.

shteppi - go to hell.

on a tuesday😤

(lyrics:)

(hook:)
plain jane on my wrist
the other hit the second tower
give me a beat, it get devoured 
eh-where i go, i get my flowers
boy you not no thug, 
yous’a pussy, yous’a coward
stolen mojo, austin powers
they watch my mojo i’m top 10
take yo hoe that thot my friend
pearly gates my op got sent
kill this rap shit so often
this shit my job just paid off rent
my money long the shit don’t end
not long u noddin off the fent
typa guap i can’t pretend
that competition still depends

(verse:)
karmamob we lockin in
homie jen jus popped a zyn
its aura when we walkin in
bro talkin dumb blockin him
versitile cant block me in
i been about dis off the rip
mad about my songs n shit
howsabout u cop urself a bitch
i been countin guap n shit
since i aint had a pot to piss
i aint punchin in on shit
while y’all depend on knockin sense
coppin whips i’m knockin cents
y’all dudes aint gettin off the bench
every time i’m clocking in
they feel the dread like rastamen
they only talkin bout my dick
cuz they can’t do the raps with me
every album a rhapsody
y’all barely keepin track of me
and i don’t play about them sticks
more sets a drums like cacity
actually, y’all droppin mid
meanwhile just dropped a masterpiece 
pockets fat i’m stackin cheese
yo wallet lookin atrophied 
slap yo bitch as out yo jeans
you dare try talkin back to me
how i make this shit look easy?
dis like sellin crack to me
take a got look at my wrist
iss gleamin, glarin back at me
the ink that wrote this japanese
so many tapes, they waxin me
none these cats can match the steez
my tint more black than ashy knees
i do dis, money stack, repeat
she love it when dis faggot speak
last one standing every beef
every track i put out peak
just yesterday recorded 3
yo bitch just cant get bored of me
so up you’d think i’m soarin, g
i make yo bitch a whore for me
just looked at her adorably 
even if i was a mouse
none you cats could corner me
all yo shit so corn to me
dis shit what i was born to be
on my soul theres more to me 
than talkin dorky shit on beats

(hook:)
plain jane on my wrist
the other hit the second tower
give me a beat, it get devoured 
eh-where i go, i get my flowers
boy you not no thug, 
yous’a pussy, yous’a coward
stolen mojo, austin powers
they watch my mojo i’m top 10
take yo hoe that thot my friend
pearly gates my op got sent
kill this rap shit so often
this shit my job just paid off rent
my money long the shit don’t end
not long u noddin off the fent
typa guap i can’t pretend
that competition still depends

ISSBROKIE - HMMM! (prod. bobby. g) (soundcloud exclusive)

vocals and lyrics by shteppi
production by nurture nurture

shteppi - i hate you, leave me alone.

lyrics and vocals by shteppi
production by sk8miles

whats the use, talking to u
when i’ll just run away?
is it true, that u hate me too
like ur friends in 11th grade?
i’m stuck in my own mind
wouldn’t have worked out anyways.
hope we’re alright with time
before i get inside my grave. 
whats the use, talking to u
when i’ll just run away?
is it true, that u hate me too
like ur friends in 11th grade?
i’m stuck in my own mind
wouldn’t have worked out anyways.
hope we’re alright with time
before i get inside my grave.

shteppi - whats the use?

produced by svmsynyster & nazgul
mixed + mastered by me
im kinda hungry

(lyrics:)
i wont ever fall
back against the wall
cant clique w you niggas
cuz you switch when hoes involved

yeah im smart like a schoolboy, how i tuck that 9
yeah i bust it down the best she say #freesex just like she slime, yeah!

NIGGA IM YO FATHER
BETTER FIX YA POSTURE
I CANT EVEN MOVE ON
CUZ THESE BITCHES NOT HER

SEMI BE MY ROD
MOVIN LIKE A DEMIGOD

ALWAYS GETTIN EVEN IF YOU MOVIN ODD

FUCK NIGGA TALK, JUST DO SOMETHIN
HOW YOU SLIDE UP JUST TO SHOOT NOTHIN?
DIRTY LIL STICK MIGHT BURN YO SKIN
BETTER FLUSH THE TOILET IF THE FEDS COME IN

alt bitch got no drip she only wear Affliction
she my ride or die she hold my dick up while im pissin
take it when you want it baby, you don't need permission
dropped outta school, money counter no addition

whats up in my pants? it make you dance like new edition
donner, dasher, dancer, fuck the rest you know im blitzen (bliztin)

i just want the world in the palm of my hand-
always tryna speak my mind nobody understand me
plug still dry, fuck the wok we sippin brandy
backstage at my show come get yo hoe she gettin handsy /:

i just want my billies but i need a bitch like mandy
too locked in like my wall got tallies
we ain't even equal nigga you not in my alley
said she wanna die so i took that bitch to sally's

i wont ever fall
back against the wall
cant clique w you niggas
cuz you switch when hoes involved /:

yeah im smart like a schoolboy, how i tuck that 9
yeah i bust it down the best she say #freesex like she slime, yeah!

FALL (+svmsynyster & nazgul)

i come from shasta drinks
dollar store plates n ross getups
i aint had to think
hiding my sketches would not sit up
then my class would ring
everyone packin to walk to bus stops
i seen the homie, secret handshakes
down low n up top
i was a kid, just like you, whoever boppin they head
yet instead, of being dead broke, i was decently fed
my mama bought a house cuz pops was close to ending up dead
i been there since 15, before, we moved round the west
my mama bought me a mic
my therapy wasn’t workin 
if not, this probably might
my mama saw my grades was droppin
i was gettin in fights
i got expelled from an art school
shit would never be aight
her other kid was an addict, was mixin syrup n sprite, and other things i won’t get into that
she worried that i, 
would turn to be in the same boat
usin to stay afloat
i told her “ma, i promise”
n she said “if u say so”
see mama been worried, since my dad went n dipped
only called about bad news, was makin me sick
so i associate bad news with pictures of him
my mama found her a man too, but we didn’t click
i think he wanna be friends my mama think it’d be sick
but i ain’t had a father figure since a bitch was a jit
and he also hate trans women, that shit wouldn’t stick
my mama don’t understand women who born witta (bruh)
i can’t blame her she trying
my mama had my back since watchin teen titans
and the shasta drinks, the tiki punch my heart got me cryin
cuz it feel like my connection to my mama is dyin
after all i’m 20 she don’t gotta be there providin
so now i’m movin out, let my mama chill with her dude
even if i hate his guts he makes my mama exude
pure happiness i could never go n tell her the truth
cuz she ride for me like nascar, it’d be “bye” n then vroom
she that with all her kids, spoiled us with money 
she’d use to buy food and drinks for me when i got home from school
i know she proud of me and all the shit that i do
i’m makin more than her, she tell me every time i make moves
my mom a hustler, my mom a teacher
she taught me right n wrong
taught me how to do my nails
taught me how to write a song
i hope one day, i’ll make something she could sing along
til that day, i’m puttin in work til my wrist get hella strong
my mama told me that no matter what happens,
she always love me mom n daughter aint no greater attachment 
she helpin me move out the house, my life all boxed up n packaged
pour a shasta on my grave when i’m laid in my casket
mama <3

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