Small Steps by Evan Holt Lyrics

Ask myself the same questions
I done made hella mistakes it takes lessons
Coming up
I was ashamed them same blessings God
Gave Me
Made Me the man I am
Would I ever have found Love
Tryna Hate my fam, without God
Somebody outta take my hand
I kept saying
Niggas only needed a plan
I quit playing, Shit I gave it all I can
And Got Damn
I'm tryna get up for my niggas that's locked
Down
Just another five percent
Blunt rolling
All the windows up to hide the scent
Knowing the whole car smell of dry cement
Hot boxes
More of just a hour spent
Well purchased
We jus had the wrong intent
When hell surface
Everybody all repent
Just held service, only saving y'all that went