Set The Stage ft. Onest Lyric Lyrics

Give a fuck bout how you feel

Already know what time it is

It's time to get ill

Yea it's real in the field

Reel to reel kept it realer

Thought the shit was sick before

It's bout to get iller

Burn through the green like grabba leaf

Annually, go through the money trees and grab the leaves

Your majesty, magi priest

The magic being

You couldn't get it jumping with magic beans, Jack

The stalk I'm smoking on is cookie pack

The crescent moon sit on the mini mack

Son take a nap

I take a Napa Valley trip to make some cash

I look like God but got the devil's laugh

The angel hair come with the garlic spread

The vampires don't feel welcome here

Nor the walking dead

I run my life cause all that walking dead

That's how the story's often read

I book a flight to Fez

Give a fuck bout how you feel

Already know what time it is

It's time to get ill

Yea it's real in the field

Reel to reel kept it realer

Thought the shit was sick before

It's bout to get iller

Don't get me started just know ima finish

Riding with no windows tinted

Just so they can see me in it

Big bully on the block now

Climbing to the top now

They don't wanna see me ball

Can't stop it so they flop now

Big money talk now

Just don't get offended

Started taking care of my business it's highly recommended

Used to make excuses now I pull up in that new shit

Fresh gear new kicks

Rock it like Houston

I had to make my moves quick like Harden

I ain't talking blunts we had roaches in the apartment

Hundred degrees no AC

We was living lawless

Now when I want it I cop it

I got em open like mosh pits

Gotta move cautious

Circle full of bosses

All my people riding clean

Haters feeling nauseous

Guess they got the sickness

Came up with a quickness

You know I had to get it

Yea I get it

Give a fuck bout how you feel

Already know what time it is

It's time to get ill

Yea it's real in the field

Reel to reel kept it realer

Thought the shit was sick before

It's bout to get iller