Jarren Benton - Step Yo Game Up lyrics

[Hook x2] Hell nah, we ain't change up Throwing dirt on my name huh n***as mad cause they ain't us and we came up n***as better step they game up f** these haters, f** these p**y n***as hating [Verse 1: Dizzy Wright] I can't trust none of these n***as Can't trust none of these hoes I hate thirsty n***as more than thirsty b**hes Trying to run around like my bros Y'all n***as don't know me, still a baby boy like Jody n***as addicted to b**hes and Rollies Lifted and gifted, with a nice little mistress After work like Kobe Put in work to put my foot in first Doing this sh** without trying hard Talking game cause I'm good with words Designer sh** ain't always gonna hide your flaws When the time will come, you can sign me off I'm Kanye with no time to talk In my position, what makes the difference Is I can hang, and you will drop the ball I'm slow ridin' without crossing over Doing me in everything I do I see y'all glorify lame n***as But we could keep that between me and you See my view, and I ain't seen nothing nice Pump your breaks, you gon' be a front for life On stage, I flush the fright and cuff the mic Damn, this must be life, plug the lights Solo dolo, they can't see me First to do it, they can't be me They struggle with trying to get out the city Little Dizzy got busy and made the sh** look easy I ain't trying to be the only n***a on But I'm only n***a on Something came up when you stepped to the throne My n***as requested the song [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Tory Lanez] b**h I got one rule That's don't f** with team Argentina Oranggina smoke, I don't need a toke I just need a chameleon I want bad more hoes and more millions Til I'm in the bathrobe with four billions Still I f** ratchet hoes and civilians I won't give no f**s, be cold chillin' Boy I give a f** about you, you a s**a n***a Every b**h in here can get a buck up out you Can I love your b**h and give a f** about her I f**in doubt it, but she f**in' bout it Now I f**ed around and f**ed her down and I ain't give a f** about it Til the n***a really crossed your line I crossed your b**h up off my list It crossed your mind, you asked your b**h You off the line, I parked my whip across the street And popped the trunk, you crossed the line, you on the dime I'm in the morning, catch your moms standing at the mourning Looking sadder than an orphan crying, I'm on the corner n***a said he f**ed my b**h and he hit, well of course you're lying Of course you're trying, I mean That don't really mean that you getting cream All my n***as shooting like amphetamines And my enemies, they don't really want it They ain't on the same sh** as me, me and Dizzy Wright Gettin busy to the b**hes like, you the sh** n***a Know I ride 'round with a group of ditch diggers Where I'm from, you ain't ridin, you a b**h n***a Our war, got you f**ing top floor in the trunk of my whip n***a [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Jarren Benton] I came from the gutter n***a, Eastside No decent role models I could be like My n***as slang all night by the streetlights Me, I mold into a beast up on the mic, device Adidas on my feet n***a, three stripes That Cali make me feel like I can't breathe right I think God put me on this earth to murder everything in sight I can't believe the f**ing nerves of these guys Geeze, step your f**ing game up d**h to them haters told me Jarren couldn't change up Got them n***as puking on theyself Thought they sick to they stomach Cause they see my and n***a Dizzy came up I never gave one sh**, let alone two f**s A n***a stay with 3 K's and I ain't talking Klu-Klux I'm whippin in a new truck, chopped up, screwed up My dick getting lubed up and chewed up by two s*uts Mr. Benton that's the name ho I'm old school like shell toes and Kangols You a b**h, you like an*l and rainbows I'm psychopathic b**h, I stay with a derranged flow Put you in the back of a Durango I got that, in case them n***as wanna tango FV still moving motherf**er, it's the take over Dizzy would you let these f**ing lames know [Hook x2]