Jim Jones - On The Set lyrics

sh**, I done came up baby You ain't heard? Vamps [Hook x2:] I remember when everybody said a n***a wasn't gon' be sh** I was so broke, ain't have no bread Young n***a couldn't get no b**h Yeah now, young n***a blessed now Now I got a check now I done came up when everybody doubted me Young n***a on the set now [Verse 1 - Jim Jones:] You n***as is buggin, my n***as ain't budging They stuck in they ways, like f** it it pays You get outta line, they busting away Now trust what I say, I said it before We ready for war more than every before We been through some sh**, you could never endure Let's settle the score cause it's way more to it Talking liquid I need way more fluid The 40 didn't work told them circle back around Guaranteed muhf**ers, the K gon' do it J I double M too Fly n***a b**hes what a couple M's do I'm at a crab table, what the f** you into? I done been around the world, where the f** you been to? Every turf you could name a hood Still get work cause my game is good I'm great with the heat cause my aim is good I keep my face on fleek cause my game is good [Hook x2] [Verse 2:] I done came up like a lottery Nickname me food I swear to God knowing these b**hes wanna swallow me These haters wanna hallow me But I ain't slippin, even if I'm dolo bet my n***as still there following me I got the 40 n***a we could engage them shots Ya brain get popped when I let off them shots Came up on a check so these n***as hating on me Got b**hes debating on me And mama she praying for me Yeah, n***a all this money on me Got bees they buzzing around me like its honey on me, Ah n***as acting funny on me They love it when I was broke, now they funny homie, but n***a I done came up on a check Name ain't Keith how I make b**hes sweat Member I was broke living in the projects Now a n***a on now, they saying I got next [Hook x2] [Verse 3:] I was just a young n***a, been jumped off the porch Teachers told me I'll never get a Porsche Now she reading about a n***a on the source I done came up Looking like a milli when I step out A lot of n***as went left on me, now them n***as feel left out sh**, I was at the bottom, fresh out of jail sh** I ain't have a dollar Back to the trap I was too into the projects As long as the work good I ain't got a problem Blame it on the streets, keep a 30 in my shorts I ain't have a silver spoon I just had a fork Capo said summertime we should visit north We squares [?] for them prices in New York I done got my check right, living in that jet life Drug money, s** life Went to Vegas one week, 3 b**hes in that lingerie Ain't sleep till the next night Ayo!