Set Up (feat. Freez)

Got damn the streets cold, got damn I got to keep that heater on me
It gone be a homicide when you wake up in the morning
Caught this lil hoe walking outside I had put that dick up on her
Millimeter that's my nine bout to hit her with a glock
Stop by n**** this the set up shop
And my n**** Freez and 3LN in the back we throw it up
She like what type of drugs you on god let me hit your cup
Say them n***** outside don't bang wit me ion give a fuck

Yeah, yeah, yeah middle finger up in the air I fucked up
Every time I step out n**** step out with the shit it's on me
Say you quick to feel a bitch I got some hoes they come alerted
Hit my n**** sneezy up he cut you n**** got allergic
Country n**** and I keep that pistol don't you play round with these hoes
Ian got no time to catch them feelings
I spent some racks on my mojo bag I'm having this good energy
We got attached, I got the door n**** that's the latch
I poured a four and another one on top of that
I can look in yo eyes I can tell you ain't riding
Know we about to slide, we walking outside

Got damn the streets cold, got damn I got to keep that heater on me
It gone be a homicide when you wake up in the morning
Caught this lil hoe walking outside I had put that dick up on her
Millimeter that's my nine bout to hit her with a glock
Stop by n**** this the set up shop
And my n**** Freez and 3LN in the back we throw it up
She like what type of drugs you on god let me hit your cup
Say them n***** outside don't bang wit me ion give a fuck

I can't show them folks love no more, my heart been cold as fuck
I watched my own fam turn snake on his brother, he almost cut em' up
Gotta' learn how move, gotta' stay on yo pivot, don't ever let em' know you up
Cause these folks will try to set you up, alotta n***** playin' tough
That's why I be focused on my cash
Never caught up in the mix, can't go out sad
Hard times, I can't go back, just thinkin' bout it make me mad
Seen shit I'm takin' to the grave, just know it made me grow up fast
Proud of my n**** quazo makin' shit happen in the field
Scammin' and the trappin', I got yo back as long as I'm here
Keep that thang on em' hope he don't gotta' use it but I know he will
Gotta' remain humble, know it's alotta' folks that don't want you here

Got damn the streets cold, got damn I got to keep that heater on me
It gone be a homicide when you wake up in the morning
Caught this lil hoe walking outside I had put that dick up on her
Millimeter that's my nine bout to hit her with a glock
Stop by n**** this the set up shop
And my n**** Freez and 3LN in the back we throw it up
She like what type of drugs you on god let me hit your cup
Say them n***** outside don't bang wit me ion give a fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Courtland Ross
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