🎵 steak knives // by billy woods

39 Contributors steak knives Lyrics [Intro] You don't, you don't wanna be in fourth place, man Hahaha, yo [Verse] Roaring fire with the bear skin rug She said, "Don't pretend we back in love I'm just tryin' to get dug" Your job tryin' not to look smug Four names, two aliases and all of 'em is mud Album dropped with a thud Awkward silence, like when the grenade a dud A bum, what you call an old thug Comin' by my mama house, askin' after me for what? (For what?) Sleepin' dogs, you either buryin' or diggin' 'em up (For what?) Either way, it's reckless My record clean, your past checkered I shoot you in the street, be home for breakfast Yes, it's sick, but banalities might as well be death threats Let it sit, there's the threat of sepsis Kept smi—, kept smilin' like a clown Facial expression lookin' silly Kept askin' me, "How you got away with all them dealings?" I replied I been goin' through this same things that he had But that was a lie, I could see he doin' bad Second place is steak knives, he said, "What you say?" (What?) I said, "Nah, it's just a line" (It's just a line) It's just a line [Outro] Anyway, man, turn off over here, man (Yeah, you know) Just a little bit up here