Set It Straight
Do you know how many times God has taken people out of my life
And, I don't really understand it
Maybe it's because he heard conversations that I didn't
Maybe it's just meant to be
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
This ain't for debate
I let the grass grow, give a fuck about the snakes
Relate, relate, you cannot relate
I fuck you when I can, and when I do, she think it's great
Oh my God
Finesse, bagels and baguettes
You busy chasing bread, I'm open bakeries instead
OK, bless, cut the check
Lights out when I flex
Life with no regrets
I don't do no stress
Why you speaking on my name
You shouldn't even talk
You a small dog, puppy got a bitch bark
All that yapping that you do, you never do the walk
Why you never do the walk
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Why you never do the walk, for real, you popping perks, you pay me out in pound to pay the bills
You messing with the deals, chill out on the pills
You switching lanes, I'm on the Motorola, making deals
Give me four more birds I can sell
Wish I would've ran the plug
Wish I would've ran the plug
First one out, I'm in the field
First one out, I'm in the field
She said, who, where, and how How you do that there
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
And, I don't really understand it
Maybe it's because he heard conversations that I didn't
Maybe it's just meant to be
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
This ain't for debate
I let the grass grow, give a fuck about the snakes
Relate, relate, you cannot relate
I fuck you when I can, and when I do, she think it's great
Oh my God
Finesse, bagels and baguettes
You busy chasing bread, I'm open bakeries instead
OK, bless, cut the check
Lights out when I flex
Life with no regrets
I don't do no stress
Why you speaking on my name
You shouldn't even talk
You a small dog, puppy got a bitch bark
All that yapping that you do, you never do the walk
Why you never do the walk
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Why you never do the walk, for real, you popping perks, you pay me out in pound to pay the bills
You messing with the deals, chill out on the pills
You switching lanes, I'm on the Motorola, making deals
Give me four more birds I can sell
Wish I would've ran the plug
Wish I would've ran the plug
First one out, I'm in the field
First one out, I'm in the field
She said, who, where, and how How you do that there
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something to say, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
Let me set the record straight
Set it straight
Got something, then you should say it to my face
Daddy left in 98, 98
Ever since then, I've been stacking up my plates
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Writer(s): Maroc Ray
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