Set It Off
Do we look
Where is love
Has it gone
Do we search or move on
Feel the wind, as it blows
And my heart
Says the next time I'll know
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
C'mon now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
C'mon now, set it off
Holdin' on
Friends around
All together
Searchin' for a way out
When it's time, will we know?
Or will life, grant us no second tries
(Now it's too late to work it out)
Now it's too late to work it out
I'm in too deep to just pull out
(There ain't no way I'll walk away)
There ain't no way I'll turn away
Nothin to do but set it off
Me hear police, them a chat about me just one time
Me live the life, love money - that's 2 crimes
What will be my destiny, ay ay?
Me say silly of me to think that I could ever get away with crime
What will I do?
Hey, when they come for you
Check it
I ain't got nowhere to go, nothing to lose - I'm lost
Who rotten but Cleo?
Hot like ultra reels
Wit my back to the wall, I put my gat on not dog
Replace your playa's ball wit the 911 call
Situations I've been in got me capable of sinnin'
You grinnin'?
Watch me speed-stick yo' ass like Mennon
Lettin' it off, settin' it off and beginnin'
Pinnin' these ill rhymes, representin' ill women
Set it
(fade)
Where is love
Has it gone
Do we search or move on
Feel the wind, as it blows
And my heart
Says the next time I'll know
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off, I suggest y'all
Set it off
C'mon now, set it off
Set it off on the left y'all
Set it off on the right y'all
Set it off
C'mon now, set it off
Holdin' on
Friends around
All together
Searchin' for a way out
When it's time, will we know?
Or will life, grant us no second tries
(Now it's too late to work it out)
Now it's too late to work it out
I'm in too deep to just pull out
(There ain't no way I'll walk away)
There ain't no way I'll turn away
Nothin to do but set it off
Me hear police, them a chat about me just one time
Me live the life, love money - that's 2 crimes
What will be my destiny, ay ay?
Me say silly of me to think that I could ever get away with crime
What will I do?
Hey, when they come for you
Check it
I ain't got nowhere to go, nothing to lose - I'm lost
Who rotten but Cleo?
Hot like ultra reels
Wit my back to the wall, I put my gat on not dog
Replace your playa's ball wit the 911 call
Situations I've been in got me capable of sinnin'
You grinnin'?
Watch me speed-stick yo' ass like Mennon
Lettin' it off, settin' it off and beginnin'
Pinnin' these ill rhymes, representin' ill women
Set it
(fade)
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Writer(s): Christopher Young
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