Set It Off

(Yo) (Lord) (Its Work) Rumble in the jungle like I'm Sir Muhammad Cooking niggas like a foreman We've deplored the finest Writing shit that make the prophets think I'm Nostradamus Comet hopping like I'm Rocket, Baby Groot up in my pocket Whoa This that El Dorado grab a model pour the bottle slow This a celebration glasses up and ladies to the floor Turn up in heavy ways Y'all niggas little I'm heavy weight Feel like I'm Stipe for goodness sake Taking this level and elevate Half of my niggas be drunk in the party And half of my niggas be hella baked Half of these bitches they wanna turn up And then half of these bitches they want to date So many of em from different states Funny they motives is all the same Only be worried bout money bags Niggas not thinking bout how it came Boy I hustle i hustle Always be bringing that thunder like Russell Niggas thinking they up on my level I'm wagging my finger like Mr. Mutombo No need to rebuttal I'm up in my duffel i hustle my struggle I juggle I juggle I'm living a circus Bread for the business I never been nervous People gone know when the greatest emerges Swagging my style and rocking a towel Yo bitches be thinking that I'm Mr. Perfect Traveling miles for money in piles I hustle, I get it because I deserve it Love when the haters be up on my dick Every time I flex I make em sick People take pictures when seeing my shit Then when they listen they notice a hit Shutting down the game time to set it off Shots up in the air we don't care at all Welcome to The Land boy its time to ball Hustle for today and stacking for tomorrow Faded off the gas and the double cup Always gonna hustle boy no matter what Always rep my city I'm gone throw it up So when you see the shining boy you know its us I just want my paper, please don't ask me for no favors All my niggas into danger but we still don't talk to strangers Feel like Cory Matthews I'm still fucking on Topanga Need a Tommy cuz I got that white, feel like The Green Ranger This that fuck you til you love me, please don't speak to me in public This that all my niggas drumming but don't know shit bout percussion's Fuck is you talking bout? They making minimum wage And we just be hitting them plays and killing the stage These venomous snakes gotta go I just want ya head off nigga I ain't bout to play around with it I'm the Mothafuckin goat These niggas ghosts Ring after ring I'm a hedgehog nigga, I'm ahead y'all niggas And they gotta face it I'm cold as yo basement We don't want that fake shit around We came for the spot at the top but will go in yo mouth If you don't want to give up the crown Focused, they noticed So they don't approach me Was all on my lonely Hitting rock bottom lost all of my homies Now I got it going its fuck you Jabronies I came for the trophies, you hang with the police But play with my brodie we straight to the ocean Swimming with fishes, vacation emojis No rest for the wicked we stay with the potions We stay off the Folgers you stay on that hoe shit We straight out The Omen this tape for the Culture Fuck who got next We aim at ya chokers, I hate being sober I blame it on Sosa My niggas glow up Yo niggas hoe up I came with the odor, I came with the coke I still walk with my nose up Shout out to Frankie and Cleo and T.T. and Stony My niggas gone set it off