Correction Lyrics Steel by Ching

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Just tell me how you feel
We are really gonna help you, when you locked up in that cell
I let my dwags eat, when I ain't have a full meal'
Would you get up and leave?
When this shit would get real?
Riding wit' that on, gotta ride wit that steel
I know I keep it real
Pray for my big brother cause he's locked up in that cell
I see fake love, I can tell by how you smell
Got it out of the hood, I gotta ride wit that steel

Tell me what's the deal?
If we work together, I swear we can make a mil'
Gotchu like my brother fo' yea, Imma kill
Wait to you to come out, we gonna fly to the hills
Big bag full of money count it up
Money[?]

Gotta count up them' hundreds, when they see me gang out
Already know how we comin', this shit won't feel the same
If my dwag ain't coming out how we comin'
Man f*ck yo' feelings, he said that he wid' it he bluffin'
For you I slide, you and me ride
They don't want smoke, cause I swear I get high
f*ck with my guys, someone gotta die
Don't take me for a joke, cause let that shit fly

Just tell me how you feel
We are really gonna help you, when you locked up in that cell
I let my dwags eat, when I ain't have a full meal'
Would you get up and leave?
When this shit would get real?
Riding wit' that on, gotta ride wit that steel
I know I keep it real
Pray for my big brother cause he's locked up in that cell
I see fake love, I can tell by how you smell
Got it out of the hood, I gotta ride wit that steel

Money over fame
Only staying inside my lane
I've seen bloodswishing, would never be the same
Yea I know who to blame, it's for yo' every grade
If I empty the clip, I wouldn't even have a thang
Imma come for his head
If he try come body us, he will get filled up with lead
They're going chalk where your body was
Let my bro get the rest
Ain't nobody stopping us
We go make him his bed
Smoking his ass, we lighting them

Just tell me how you feel
We are really gonna help you, when you locked up in that cell
I let my dwags eat, when I ain't have a full meal'
Would you get up and leave?
When this shit would get real?
Riding wit' that on, gotta ride wit that steel
I know I keep it real
Pray for my big brother cause he's locked up in that cell
I see fake love, I can tell by how you smell
Got it out of the hood, I gotta ride wit that steel

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