SET IN STONE
Yeah
Virgil on the wavy coat
Only pouring brown up like a gravy boat
Mountain side slowly elevating like a baby goat
Presi' Prince Rushmore
They're carving out my face let's make a wavy toast
Him-sinatra
Just bring the 1942 ain't talking Casablanca
The takeover saga flowing like a wave of agua
100 years I'm probably buried in Balenciaga
It's only talk until confetti gets thrown
Time is money when it comes to mine I set it in stone
Then take it in blood
Throwing shade respond with a shrug
And I ain't letting off that trigger 'til my enemies thud
See I done gave too many favours to these lames its enough
I'm 'bout to balance out the game because the scales have been off
It's money over matter only ever playing for bucks
Going for gold
Toe to toe it's under control
I'm still on the roll
Gloves are off I'm taking control
Could walk a mile up in their shoes they couldn't fathom my soul
I'm setting the tone
One on one or playing the zone
I'm prone to breaking down the cover 'til it's off with their dome
Write in blood on the Rossetta 'til it's set in the stone
North side
Hmm mmm
Check check
This broken heart feel like a hit to my dome
At least I shown that I ain't injury prone
Gotta set it in stone
Momma told me leave these niggas alone
I've been ignoring all the signals they've shown
All the signals they've shown
Uh
Coming short of light until my shorty right
I been alone at night that shit get over hyped
Gotta take a chance gotta roll the dice
(Gotta roll the dice)
Uh
Shit it's only right yeah you know it's life
(Yeah you know its life)
Shit been getting hella crazy
I been needing heavan lately
Niggas prolly wait 'til I aint 'round until they celebrate me
Bitch you always said you'd hold me down why you ain't elevate me?
I can see the Devil's makings
I can see it in their faces
No I ain't untouchable but lately I must gotta be
I keep on talking shit so that my opps could take a shot at me
Struggle with my bitch but that just add to the comradery
Ain't cheated in a week I know my momma would be proud of me
I'm gone
Oh
Virgil on the wavy coat
Only pouring brown up like a gravy boat
Mountain side slowly elevating like a baby goat
Presi' Prince Rushmore
They're carving out my face let's make a wavy toast
Him-sinatra
Just bring the 1942 ain't talking Casablanca
The takeover saga flowing like a wave of agua
100 years I'm probably buried in Balenciaga
It's only talk until confetti gets thrown
Time is money when it comes to mine I set it in stone
Then take it in blood
Throwing shade respond with a shrug
And I ain't letting off that trigger 'til my enemies thud
See I done gave too many favours to these lames its enough
I'm 'bout to balance out the game because the scales have been off
It's money over matter only ever playing for bucks
Going for gold
Toe to toe it's under control
I'm still on the roll
Gloves are off I'm taking control
Could walk a mile up in their shoes they couldn't fathom my soul
I'm setting the tone
One on one or playing the zone
I'm prone to breaking down the cover 'til it's off with their dome
Write in blood on the Rossetta 'til it's set in the stone
North side
Hmm mmm
Check check
This broken heart feel like a hit to my dome
At least I shown that I ain't injury prone
Gotta set it in stone
Momma told me leave these niggas alone
I've been ignoring all the signals they've shown
All the signals they've shown
Uh
Coming short of light until my shorty right
I been alone at night that shit get over hyped
Gotta take a chance gotta roll the dice
(Gotta roll the dice)
Uh
Shit it's only right yeah you know it's life
(Yeah you know its life)
Shit been getting hella crazy
I been needing heavan lately
Niggas prolly wait 'til I aint 'round until they celebrate me
Bitch you always said you'd hold me down why you ain't elevate me?
I can see the Devil's makings
I can see it in their faces
No I ain't untouchable but lately I must gotta be
I keep on talking shit so that my opps could take a shot at me
Struggle with my bitch but that just add to the comradery
Ain't cheated in a week I know my momma would be proud of me
I'm gone
Oh
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Writer(s): Anthony Dixson, Christopher Zola
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