Lil Durk - Set It Off lyrics

[Lil Durk - Set It Off lyrics]

You know I love my niggas man, to death
Free Nine i can't change for no bitch
No money, no nothing, you hear me?
My loyalty's to my brothers
To these streets, you dig?
Gang, woah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin'
Over money? yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers
Bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I
Can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

Fake hoes, say no, ay
Fly shit, better clothes, ay
Chopppers and Dracos, ay
I remember late shows, ay
Crack 'til the bank close, ay
Fuckin' one of Drake's hoes, ay
Stashin' in the straight A, ay
Where I'm from you ain't safe, ay
War time pop out, slide
Get killed, you go outside
Not unless the mops outside
Never rat, keep my mouth quiet
Shoes cost your feature price, ay
Free the guys till they outside
Four hundred bands, that's why y'all mad
Signed Hyp, that's why y'all mad let it off
In the roof and the hood like set it off
Front me a brick, I'ma get it off
Since I was five I been a boss
Swag OC, I'm a
Hear Rondo got out but I ain't seen the boy
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin'
Over money? yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers
Bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I
Can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

Nowhere to stay
Always shots, nowhere to play
My life so crazy now
Spent eight on the section
Said fuck Section 8
I bought my mom a new crib
No more rent being late
I told my granny she get the
World and that's my word ok?
Bar money, brick money
Car money, stick money
Give a bitch nine dollars
A ho can't get shit from me
I used to sell soap gino ran out of coke
I hit 16, I had to tote
Because those killers ain't a joke
And I was tired of being broke
And I was tired of being poor
Kick door, kick door
I take it all and get gone
72 hours in a room i never rat, so get on
You had to rat to get on yeah yeah

What you know 'bout trigger hands with dummy
What you know 'bout warrin'
Over money? yeah baby
365, tryna make it through the summer
What you know 'bout lawyers
Bein' for the public?
I just told my niggas I
Can't go broke no more
I just told my jeweler I need an Audemar
I hit the lotto, copped a foreign car
Like I can't believe it

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