Emitill Will - Signed to the Set Lyrics

I said f*ck it man I'm signed to the cet
Push the foreign through the muddy and wet
If I don't do nothing ima f*ck up a check
Die for my respect
We at war where ya gun and ya vest
They tried to play I had to run for the tech
Found a snake and had to cut off its neck
If I 86 him they gone run up his chest
My niggas killers they keep calling collect
Hating on me because they know ima threat
You know my body get my shit up and flex
I was a youngn and took a risk for the Cet
Cap his top like we mitchell and ness
Push a button and put this shit in effect
F*cked up and had me feeling depressed
Stear the ship without a fear in my flesh
I was hungry about to flip the connect
I took this shit as a test
I learned the game and gave this shit to the cet
And took it higher than these niggas expect
I ain't know nothing i just knew we was blessed
I break it down and make it through with whats left
Watch my steps and mad the moves like its chess
I got a chest for all the jewels i collect
Its suicide not to move with your weapon
I talked to god and i knew i destined
Reverse my karma and recoup from the blessings
Just to make sure that they see me now
The gang up on the tv now
Tied to the mob these f*ck niggas wanna be me now
Wouldn't let me through the front
And f*ck it I had to sneak around
Grinding and ran my sneakers down
Its to lift your people up, you gotta hold your people down
You a hustler, they can't keep you down
F*ck it it's all love
I gotta new pack and it's all dubs
I sent a noose because we ain't get no love
Just double back and don't forget no drugs
I hit the plug, told him, this all grub, i need it
10 toes, got this shit from the mud, i seen it
Hit the courts, show them crackers no love and beat it
You ain't really tied, you just want all the love we receiving
Pull at the ricks in big bodies with thugs and we eating
How you ball 10 summers or more from a meeting
I got weed, perks, e's all jumping out my momma crib
Like f*ck the feds and a bid
Wasn't safe in school, so I had to bring that 50 in
211s with drew, might go to hell from all the shit we in
Hope you play it cool, we out that mud we gone sit you in
Lil bro got a l, with no bail, that's the shit we in
Seen the ship sail, tipped scale from the shitty end
Wish my dogs well, in them jails because it's sticky there
Thats why i hit the booth speak the truth and drop 50 there
Real estate on the way, it took like 7 years to get me here
I can't play it safe, i cracked the safe and got busy
When they hit the youngn up, that night we started spinning, in my momma shit
He know he better kill because it ain't tinted
Other then this culture that we chose, it's big business
Slap a 30 clip in and wish another 6 in it
On the cet