Gang Set Match Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sulaiman]

Everybody wanna rhyme now
Barreled crabs wanna climb out
I need fresh dinner anyway
Bring the butter and the lime out
Hater blockers bring the shine out
Spencer shit blue or red shades
Spirit papi so divine now
God body what was man made
Bunch a pussies in ya man cave
Bunch of bitches that you call crew
I call a bunch a bitches 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 niggas I don't know them niggas
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 nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga
On the squad on the chest nigga
On God why you let niggas
Go hard on the best niggas
On the gang on the set nigga
On the squad on the chest nigga
On God why you let niggas
Go hard on the best niggas
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 shit, late night
Drug sponsorships shit that they like
Don't wanna think about shit too hard just act like niggas 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 balls up under my belt
In charge I wish y'all would get large and try to end my health
That ain't happen nigga stick to rappin' nigga
Stick to drugging nigga stick to trappin' nigga
Stick to thuggin' nigga stick to clubbin' nigga
Show some love and don't get none back nigga
Good vibes come my way
Fountainhead like Ayn Rand
I'm Chi city like Kanye
Need friends not damn 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 nigga
Just some lessons that I fought nigga
I ain't vegan but I'm raw nigga
Making chopped liver out a modern rhythm

[Chorus]

On the gang on the set nigga
On the squad on the chest nigga
On God why you let niggas
Go hard on the best niggas
On the gang on the set nigga
On the squad on the chest nigga
On God why you let niggas
Go hard on the best niggas
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

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