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We didn't put in the time now we're shining now
I know a lot of people yea they crossed' me
Now they tryna double back and watch me
I told myself i'm

competition it just me against myself when I beef
That Mbouda boy got me on, said we're fam and I know
Got a fam back in Mbouda, so I'm thinking that's my bro

embarrassed, but I'm trying
If I get a pat on my back I'll take it
No hand outs round my way
Checks cut bi-weekly
It's a cruel world, kid

Time never wait, yeh

way you can reproduce it
I got verse in my spirit cause I was raised by this music
Hit the stage with the fuse lit, set to aim at a few kids
No names

Set It Off

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

thoughts
Don't get ya people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch

Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My click

In my life tryna risk it
I was outside doin' business yeah
Shit been hard no cappin' dawg
Now we out here making business yeah
I love my brothers

Drain my energy in music, spend it all into my projects
So while I'm writing notes from my pen to the pad
To my laptop notes tab, a feeling lurks me so

me to stand by the door
It was the first of the month and he heard that they hid a couple grand in the floor
One fam all we saw and then a bang from

produced by a couple real dudes then I grew my
Operation big enough to get my own stu now I’m in the lab on the mix down
Trying to make my shit sound like

explode?
Tap to pay what's my zip code?
Chilling in my ride on the passenger side
She's hot she a dime and she next up in line
This a drive through baby, I

walk
True to the game
Until I'm outlined in chalk
They haters all gawk, they just do what they can
While I, Do what I want, yes I am the man
With

a nut all up in her nose

Nasty lil Natalie watching the cable
In the lab I be cookin' up drugs for consumption
Don't make no assumptions
We pull up with

But they don’t even know half about it
Every track relay a sound
‘cause he be in the lab and if it don’t pass
It’s trash chucked in the garbage
We ain’t

pass
I'm doing real good but still got my ski mask
And them black gloves is right in the back pocket
So that means no prints on the Ruger when I pop it

I sit in my room and I stare at the ceiling
Everyone asking me how am I feeling
The last couple songs were really revealing
Just wondering if you

in the city, these niggas ain't nothing but ambience
Play wit me and get picked up by an ambulance
What you know bout public housing, projects, bandos

Welcome back to it, red shades off
You saw the rose all in the tint, they going A-wall
I mean the stakes on
Get ready for this napalm
Me, E, Remo,

The rules that you make are the rules that we break,
And we slither through your system now just like snakes,
Pat us on the back and tell us we're

Switch it up, switch it up, I got hoes in different cities
Pack come in fuck a middle man big motion shot gone ship it
Pakistan, used to pat ya' man jus

the target like pat went back
Protecting the brand that's sha with the dez
Dropping off bodies to buy up some land
Some niggas be fronting they play with their

lost in confusion
I'd pocket my two cents, and all just to prove that
I knew how to suffer well
Disregarded the clues that were obvious to
Anybody who

Zonin out
Lost in the crowd
Just me around
Did I say that out loud
Thoughts coming out now put em back in the pound
I've been sitting down
But still

Zulu man a kill the youth with tht tune dem,
Spread the word from the back of the projects 
To the middle of the burbs and the hi-rise, All the gal wan

seen, i been in a groove tonight / i need protection ion wanna lose my youth tonight /

(nextel chirp) meet me on Walnut by Franks / ashame / at the time,