On The Set lyrics

[Intro]
sh*t, I done came up baby
You ain't heard?
Vamps

[Hook] x2
I remember when everybody said a n*gga wasn't gon' be sh*t
I was so broke, ain't have no bread
Young n*gga couldn't get no b*tch
Yeah now, young n*gga blessed now
Now I got a check now
I done came up when everybody doubted me
Young n*gga on the set now

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
You n*ggas is buggin, my n*ggas ain't budging
They stuck in they ways, like f*ck 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*t, 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*ckers, the K gon' do it
J I double M too
Fly n*gga b*tches what a couple M's do
I'm at a crab table, what the f*ck you into?
I done been around the world, where the f*ck 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*tches wanna swallow me
These haters wanna hallow me
But I ain't slippin, even if I'm dolo bet my n*ggas still there following me
I got the 40 n*gga we could engage them shots
Ya brain get popped when I let off them shots
Came up on a check so these n*ggas hating on me
Got b*tches debating on me
And mama she praying for me
Yeah, n*gga all this money on me
Got bees they buzzing around me like its honey on me, Ah
n*ggas acting funny on me
They love it when I was broke, now they funny homie, but
n*gga I done came up on a check
Name ain't Keith how I make b*tches sweat
Member I was broke living in the projects
Now a n*gga on now, they saying I got next

[Hook] x2

[Verse 3]
I was just a young n*gga, been jumped off the porch
Teachers told me I'll never get a Porsche
Now she reading about a n*gga on the source
I done came up
Looking like a milli when I step out
A lot of n*ggas went left on me, now them n*ggas feel left out
sh*t, I was at the bottom, fresh out of jail sh*t 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, sex life
Went to Vegas one week, 3 b*tches in that lingerie
Ain't sleep till the next night
Ayo!