Word To The Set by Nely Jax x Erecq Lyrics
[Intro: Erecq]
[Verse 1:Nely Jax]
Jon Jones with the elbows
Do I give a fuck the answers hell no, know that you can tell tho
Shit I been doing swell tho
Boy it's been a minute since I use to eat the ramen rock the shell toes
These ain't even Ferragamo on my feet, cuz I'm happy with the vans, soccer moms when I pull up
Bitch you on my head better look up
Boy I been a beast on top the cage, Jimmy Snooka
And I never cooked crack, cause this is Dallas Texas everybody know detectives out number the hoodrats
You talking bout them felony charges I'm good black
Cause I never committed a crime I was good at
My one bitch she from the place where the wood at
Inglewood and she scared of the city I'm good at
Seen some boys talking shit to my niggas I stood back
Cause I know that they the type to leave them where they had stood at
[Hook]
Word to the set, niggas ain't bout it as me
Niggas be selling me dreams
Bitches tell me that they love me they just love the cream
You ain't gotta believe in me
Word to the set
(You ain't gotta believe in me, no you ain't gotta believe in me)
Word to the set
(You ain't gotta believe in me, no you ain't gotta believe in me)
[Interlude: Erecq]
[Verse 2: Nely Jax]
Say I pull up like a toddler
And if you fuck with me you should be honored
Cause us niggas is way more than 100
And we do it for way more than the money
So you gon have to pay more than you gotta
Lost and failure was never concern long as we pushing the product
And Imma hold it down hard as Donna
P.O.P and shit I'm down wit eie and shit
We on that B.O.B and shit boy this the label no genre
And niggas is obligated to win, ain't concentrated on spins
Got confirmation from God, we satisfied with him
So what's king to a peasant, who hesitated to bow, and loved it when I was down, came up and they came around
Stayed up when i came in town
Hit clubs, I was skipping lines
Text weekly ask if I'm signed
Say no they ask if I'm lying
That ain't how the grind designed
You see how hard that they trying
And they just wanting to know
I'll tell them straight from the doe
The Illest come from my city
No hesitation at all, don't like it, come to my table no reservations involved
11 times out of 12 times, my back is against the wall
But I always cheated them odds, New England deflated balls
That might of been a low blow, double entandre
You should play it back in slow mo
You see me pulling up boy you Better grab a go pro
Cause I am just like Romo, soon as you give up on me Imma elevate and say
[Hook]
What's the price of fame, if you too real they gon pull up at the light and aim
And if you fake they gon pull up yo whole life and name
Wife and kids and side hoes you like to claim
I ain't in it for the money and cars and rude divas
Just wanna hit my high school reunion with new features
Wan stunt on all the stuck up bitches and school teachers
Who told me I shouldn't rap cause I ain't wanna sit thru English
I can do with out yo advice
If it ain't work for you why the fuck would I try
I just don't understand you like Plies
I mean that shit just went left Ray Rice
I mean when was you right
I mean niggas got time for these hoes
But ain't got time to strive
Boy compared to success pussy lite
I'm prepared to impress all my life
I don't stress when I'm high
Imma rest when I die
Niggas get lapped trying make it to the top
When it come to Macs been a pro for a while
The nigga Biggie Smalls said the limit is the sky
The nigga Nely Jax think that limit multiplied
And I ain't Looking down less I'm helping niggas up
And I got two hands, better hope that you the one
Cause I gotta use the other one to lift up the funds
God lift up yo son to the top
[Hook]
[Verse 1:Nely Jax]
Jon Jones with the elbows
Do I give a fuck the answers hell no, know that you can tell tho
Shit I been doing swell tho
Boy it's been a minute since I use to eat the ramen rock the shell toes
These ain't even Ferragamo on my feet, cuz I'm happy with the vans, soccer moms when I pull up
Bitch you on my head better look up
Boy I been a beast on top the cage, Jimmy Snooka
And I never cooked crack, cause this is Dallas Texas everybody know detectives out number the hoodrats
You talking bout them felony charges I'm good black
Cause I never committed a crime I was good at
My one bitch she from the place where the wood at
Inglewood and she scared of the city I'm good at
Seen some boys talking shit to my niggas I stood back
Cause I know that they the type to leave them where they had stood at
[Hook]
Word to the set, niggas ain't bout it as me
Niggas be selling me dreams
Bitches tell me that they love me they just love the cream
You ain't gotta believe in me
Word to the set
(You ain't gotta believe in me, no you ain't gotta believe in me)
Word to the set
(You ain't gotta believe in me, no you ain't gotta believe in me)
[Interlude: Erecq]
[Verse 2: Nely Jax]
Say I pull up like a toddler
And if you fuck with me you should be honored
Cause us niggas is way more than 100
And we do it for way more than the money
So you gon have to pay more than you gotta
Lost and failure was never concern long as we pushing the product
And Imma hold it down hard as Donna
P.O.P and shit I'm down wit eie and shit
We on that B.O.B and shit boy this the label no genre
And niggas is obligated to win, ain't concentrated on spins
Got confirmation from God, we satisfied with him
So what's king to a peasant, who hesitated to bow, and loved it when I was down, came up and they came around
Stayed up when i came in town
Hit clubs, I was skipping lines
Text weekly ask if I'm signed
Say no they ask if I'm lying
That ain't how the grind designed
You see how hard that they trying
And they just wanting to know
I'll tell them straight from the doe
The Illest come from my city
No hesitation at all, don't like it, come to my table no reservations involved
11 times out of 12 times, my back is against the wall
But I always cheated them odds, New England deflated balls
That might of been a low blow, double entandre
You should play it back in slow mo
You see me pulling up boy you Better grab a go pro
Cause I am just like Romo, soon as you give up on me Imma elevate and say
[Hook]
What's the price of fame, if you too real they gon pull up at the light and aim
And if you fake they gon pull up yo whole life and name
Wife and kids and side hoes you like to claim
I ain't in it for the money and cars and rude divas
Just wanna hit my high school reunion with new features
Wan stunt on all the stuck up bitches and school teachers
Who told me I shouldn't rap cause I ain't wanna sit thru English
I can do with out yo advice
If it ain't work for you why the fuck would I try
I just don't understand you like Plies
I mean that shit just went left Ray Rice
I mean when was you right
I mean niggas got time for these hoes
But ain't got time to strive
Boy compared to success pussy lite
I'm prepared to impress all my life
I don't stress when I'm high
Imma rest when I die
Niggas get lapped trying make it to the top
When it come to Macs been a pro for a while
The nigga Biggie Smalls said the limit is the sky
The nigga Nely Jax think that limit multiplied
And I ain't Looking down less I'm helping niggas up
And I got two hands, better hope that you the one
Cause I gotta use the other one to lift up the funds
God lift up yo son to the top
[Hook]