[Intro]
Showtime
Yo, pass me that cassette tape right there
Yeah, that one right there
Matter fact, nah, just set it on the table
Just set it, set it right there
'Preciate you
[Verse]
Let me set the scene and get this off
Its 4:30 in the morning out in Vegas and he 'bout to set it off
People in the spaces just settle for anything he say, what's upsetting more is they don't even get to talk
The mindset of a nigga who don't brush his teeth when he wakes up
But gets his headset and picks his face up
Type his Cash App for an asset, straight up
I'm highlighting his foundation, it's not what I make up
He deadset on thinking he a ruler, he don't jet set
Nothing in his name, he don't even got a bed set
I blame every person that enter the chat
Y'all ain't setting him up to win, y'all setting him back
Ayo, Reedo, you a comedian and been on a film set
I mean like a real set
Why you still keeping up with a nigga that look like he forgot to meal prep
And say I rather sniff coke just so he can feel set
I remember when he was heavyset
On go all the time, ain't have to say, "Ready, set"
Who called your phone, was it QC? Lenny S?
Let me guess, a jail call, you gon' say it's Diddy next
Or maybe it was Offset, you gotta write a hit next
Or maybe it was Sony 'cause the spaces had 'em impressed
Or maybe it was Duke the God, nah
This nigga so bony in the face, he can barely do a dipset
Or maybe it was Kanye, I spoke to his cousins
Played the audio of you saying that you getting his money
He said you in for a rude awakening, not a settlement
I bet your stomach hurt now, that shit is unsettling
Imagine being in your own world
Where the people that be listening are your whole world
But you don't let 'em speak, that prolly make your toes curl
Knowing you in control of the settings, you go, girl
Nigga really think he trendsetting
Gambled on the mouse trap, now he watch the debt set in
Wait a minute, the word set in the middle of mousetrap
Come out the closet, you fucking house cat
Neck twitching from the yayo, 50 Cent henchmen
Let me look in these spaces who the next set victim
TD the Truck sent a prayer pic, set tripping
Shocking, right? Stop driving trucks, be an electrician
Why he mad at Chilla like he really got him set up
Froze ain't see a sunset, but told us you get up
Just say you scared of Hitman and than shut up
Won't set foot where he at, he got the leg up
Whatever, holmes, it's Bobby Fischer with the stellar poems
Imagine chess had a MyPlayer, I'ma set the tone
Half the people in ya spaces hate ya, you would never know
Nigga can barely read the room, get Rosetta Stone
You settled, this settler needs a reset
Set his world on fire and record it with a preset
I'm set on being the MVP
Them two girls in the spaces are like NPCs
I guarantee they inner voice saying, "Let me speak"
They in the sunken place, screaming, "Set me free"
It's all copasetic
This nigga voice get falsetto when emotions get in
Let me set in motion how the flow is measured, bit by bit
You a kids Lego set, that's brick by brick
Come on, yes, it ain't farfetched
Set aside your feelings, then set sail on a long stretch
I wanna make a large bet
This the first song I did
He gon' have a space for every one, I'm all set