Napoleon Da Legend - Steve lyrics

[verse 1] Steve was orchestrator stuck between the streets And that corporate paper Selling Coke to the co workers at the coffee maker Kept a Small container under the desk At Goldman Sacks trying to meet the goals his manager set His word is bond he was a man of respect in money making manhattan he had to learn how to manage the stress See his connect had him black mailed was Making a 6 figure salary why would he risk going jail? Trynna break the stereotypes of black male 3 kids a beautiful wife you bout to see for yourself See his connect was a from a Mexican cartel not for the Frail-hearted they just wanna sell product See he was dibbling and dabbling supplying Several buildings in his neighborhood Had to deal with drama but the pay was good Under the table straight cash no tax forms He put his cousin on to move packs for em That kid was like a savage used to keep an ax on em Til the day they lined em with a few rack of em Shot em in the head broad day he lay dead That bullet was meant for Steve and the rumors start to spread Don’t get twisted Steve was educated he had degrees And the game was getting too deep he knew he had to leave Freelance accountant took his resume to job fairs He knew the rep for Goldman Sachs when he got there Omega Psi brothers from his Morgan State days They used to run trains get drunk and play spades But that night a chick was crying embarra**ed all the sudden she was with it at first and then she wasn’t They stopped asking her if she aight tho.. she told em that she peeped a man filming em from outside the window What a psycho , he was gone by the time they looked Crying hysterically while they sitting there shook Napoleon Da Legend [Chorus x2] Have you ever made a pact with devil You do one thing he’ll take u another level? Then it keep getting deeper and deeper You gotta give something up u know the procedure Napoleon Da Legend [verse 2] 7 years later jimmy from the cartel Gave em a call cause he wanted him to sale Ain’t hard to tell had plans to infiltrate The rich side of town he would pitch by pound his proposal was Way out of bounds he knew Steve was done I got the footage I can release that once Steve knew he could lose his job worst maybe prison Being the sole provider for his lady and his children He kept selling tried to keep it low key His colleagues had no idea he was a triple OG Bought a 20 million dollar insurance policy For extra protection on his life he knew about the streets White collar worker double dipping making dollars at work On some Kabala type entrepreneur Left late one night he drove his car up the FDR stressed and all he had as beat all sudden Felt peace was a lefty took right with his off hand Took the exit then his whip off the ramp His body mutilated an escape from the life that he lived Left 20 million to his wife and his kids Napoleon Da Legend [Chorus x2] Have you ever made a pact with devil You do one thing he’ll take u another level? Then it keep getting deeper and deeper You gotta give something up u know the procedure