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sulaiman - gang set match lyrics

[verse 1: sulaiman]

everybody wanna rhyme now
barreled crabs wanna climb out
i need fresh dinner anyway
bring the b-tter and the lime out
hater blockers bring the shine out
spencer sh-t blue or red shades
spirit papi so divine now
god body what was man made
bunch a p-ssies in ya man cave
bunch of b-tches that you call crew
i call a bunch a b-tches they’ll fall through
i got something different here for all you
i get photogenic take a load a pictures
have ya holy sister turn to total sinner
i don’t see them n-ggas i don’t know them n-ggas
it’s a checkered flag it’s a photo finish
no drugs on the gram dogg
no drugs on the gram dogg
let my image uphold me
now you see what i stand for
work in progress im just being honest
god ain’t done with me yet
like a steak dinner like a tennis serve
like a gang n-gga put it on a set
my performance blood tears sweat
til i’m wayyy up on a lier jet
telling lyor cohen i ain’t een going til it’s 5 million written in a check
i don’t fear a threat i don’t fear a man
know that n-ggas bleed know that guns jam
on the other hand i’m the hand of god
i destroy those that would damage ours

[chorus]

on the gang on the set n-gga
on the squad on the chest n-gga
on god why you let n-ggas
go hard on the best n-ggas
on the gang on the set n-gga
on the squad on the chest n-gga
on god why you let n-ggas
go hard on the best n-ggas
this man on fire i would let him go
this man on fire i would let him go
this man on fire i would let him go
this man on fire, this man on fire

[verse 2: sulaiman]

feel like atlas world on my back
suli where you at, come and write raps
come and say this, come and do that
funnel my gifts, fund a few stacks
here’s some boom bap, that’s ya lane right
that conscious tip, daylight
my monster sh-t, late night
drug sponsorships sh-t that they like
don’t wanna think about sh-t too hard just act like n-ggas round here true squad
my back might get a light hit ooh lawd
wit friends like this who needs you frauds
i can do better myself
big b-lls up under my belt
in charge i wish y’all would get large and try to end my health
that ain’t happen n-gga stick to rappin’ n-gga
stick to drugging n-gga stick to trappin’ n-gga
stick to thuggin’ n-gga stick to clubbin’ n-gga
show some love and don’t get none back n-gga
good vibes come my way
fountainhead like ayn rand
i’m chi city like kanye
need friends not d-mn fans
on mission on brand brand
all she wanna do is dance dance
p-ssy poppin on a handstand
till i hit her with the grand plan
i ain’t never took a loss n-gga
just some lessons that i fought n-gga
i ain’t vegan but i’m raw n-gga
making chopped liver out a modern rhythm

[chorus]

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