Set It Off

You know I love my ****, man, to death

Free Nine

I can't change for no bitch, no money, no nothin', you hear me?

My loyalty's on my brothers, to these streets, you dig?

Gang, whoa

What you know 'bout trigger hands? We're done

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah, baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my **** I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemars

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it

Fake hoes, say no, ay, fly shit, better clothes, ay

Choppers and Dracos, ay, I remember late shows, ay

Crack till the bank close, ay, fuckin' one of Drake hoes, ay

Stashin' the strap, where I'm from, you ain't safe, ay

War time, pop out, slide, get killed, you go outside

Not unless the mob's outside, never rat, keep my mouth quiet

Shoes cost your feature price, ay, free the guys till they outside

Four-hundred bands, that's why y'all mad

Signed Hyp, that's why y'all mad

Let if off in the roof and the hood, like set it off, front me a brick

I'ma get it off, since I was five, I've been a boss

Swag O.C., yeah, my queen is gold

Hear Ronny got out, but I ain't seen the boy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands? We're done

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah, baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my **** I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemars

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it

Nowhere to stay, always shots, nowhere to play, my life so crazy now

Spent eight on the section, fuck Section 8

I brought my mom a new crib, no more rent bein' late

I told my granny she get the world, and that's my word, okay?

Bar money, brick money, car money, stick money

Give a bitch nine dollar, a ho can't get shit from me

I used to sell soap, Gino ran out of coke

I hit 16, I had to tote because those killers ain't a joke

And I was tired of bein' broke, and I was tired of bein' poor

Kick door, kick door, I take it all and get gone

72 hours in a room, I never rat, so get on

You had to rat to get on, yeah, yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands? We're done

What you know 'bout warrin' over money? Yeah, baby

365, tryna make it through the summer

What you know 'bout lawyers bein' for the public?

I just told my **** I can't go broke no more

I just told my jeweler I need an Audemars

I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car

Like I can't believe it