"Set It Off" lyrics
"Set It Off"
(Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I've waken every blessed morning
Down on my luck and on my own)
(Nas just does it better)
(Messiah)
M Row
Oh, who that?
He a goner
Flick, ain't even know who was on him
Lil' bro just started his thirty day training
It's day five and he did what I taught him
If I go broke, I'm robbin' them niggas right
There where they trap at, right on that corner
B-Bye, bye opp dot, mad I ain't warn him
He dick ridin' my dick so I might gotta off him
Trap with this G for safety precaution
Come short for the white, we gon' give him some boxes
It's niggas that's down from the duck that be showin'
Them love on they dick 'cause they got no options
Like, stay in y'all hood
I don't want y'all to be in the way when we comin' through flockin'
There was times I was totin' my knocker, but I
Hit the box 'cause niggas not really worth it
Why when they spin they be harmin' the civs?
But when we on court, we just go for the basket
Rico a bitch
Uh, bro tried rippin' him, feathers just came out his jacket
That's hot, he was runnin' away when it happened
Why the fuck he gon' trap on that back block lackin'?
Candy Capone, he rather go punch than to bitch
And get back from when you got your ass whooped
Nesty, flock, get off my cock
Your mans caught a pack just to rat on the stand
You flashin' a hundred, that D-thang passin'
To you showin' bread that belong to your mans
I don't understand
And we can go bar for the bar, and also go band for the band
Don't listen to Fever, his BM a eater
He came to my block with a...
That was jammed
Audrey, Sav, Jay, Zay, Uzi, all of them niggas is vicked
Bro, BM was eatin' my...
She was hot, I just hit it and quit
Lil' Jay, ran, Rick, tried to sneak out
The building, he thought he was slick
Where you goin'?
Chase that, ran with a stick
He another one mad I was...
Hold on, hold on
Cab9, oh my God
How the fuck did you feel with that bike on your head?
Jay Hound mad I was sittin' with Alle
He text her phone and she left him on read
Word to my dead, we was in Jay5Lobby tryna clap off one of his dreads
But really got tapped
His mans got...
That's led, tryna help him get up like, hold on
Let me address
Yay hit in the stomach, I'm mad that it wasn't his neck
Ted victim
You saw EK, why you ain't do shit?
That's what Pete is your friend
Before he got put up, I was pushin' him good
Right up on the train, every hit was connected
So be my guest
I will box you and I will flock you and I got points to press
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