Set Of Keys Lyrics – Fat Joe
“Set Of Keys” is a song written in English language by Fat Joe, Pusha T, and Dre that can be found on the album Organized Rhyme and was released on August 28, 2026. Cool & Dre serve as composers of the song giving it a musical base. Collaboration between Fat Joe, Pusha T, and Dre makes “Set Of Keys” a unique collaborative song. The title of the song “Set Of Keys” implies some notions of access, opportunity, control, ownership, or opening doors and adds the symbolic meaning to the track. There is no additional information about lyricists, so there are no other songwriting contributors to consider. Being included in the album Organized Rhyme, the track emphasizes the hip-hop nature of the album and the collaboration between Fat Joe, Pusha T, and Dre. Cool & Dre’s composition in combination with performances of Fat Joe, Pusha T, and Dre makes the music sound unified. In general, the track “Set Of Keys” features the combined contribution of Fat Joe, Pusha T, and Dre.

Set Of Keys Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Fat Joe, Pusha T, Dre |
| Composer | Cool & Dre |
| Lyrics | Fat Joe, Pusha T, Dre |
| Album | Organized Rhyme |
| Release | Aug 28, 2026 |
| Language | English |
Set Of Keys Song Lyrics
Uh, I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys
Unlockin’ codes with a set of these keys (Crack)
And my niggas never tellin’ (Uh), what they yellin’? (Danger)
More money, more murder, more homicide
More sex, more neck in the Bahamas, right?
More gold since the price went up
Truth be told they icin’ us
Caught beef with POTUS, they notice how the soldiers
Salute when I walk on by, the Black Moses
We pray before the drive-bys
You seen the price of coke? The shit sky high
Dr. J from the baseline
You can snort it off the phone, call it FaceTime
This how you heart turn chrome
They threw Christ on the cross, Judas crossed up homes
I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys
Unlockin’ codes with a set of these keys
And my niggas never tellin’ (Uh), what they yellin’? (Danger)
More money, more murder, more homicide
More sex, more neck in St. Thomas, right?
More gold since the price went up
’88 wide-body, and I piped it up
Niggas say I’m cap, but my life is a caption
And I don’t act, but I’m all about that action
Satisfaction guaranteed, sellin’ sneeze
Hundred carats up my sleeve
Niggas bleed, bitches livin’ on they knees, please
Look at your bitch, I can tell you ain’t rich
The YSL bags make me itch
I digress, the best rapper who ain’t died yet
Yacht flow, feelin’ like a fuckin’ pirate
No patch on the eye but the chain Slick Rick
If you line up in the end, they’d be long as twenty bricks
I never reminisce, that G.O.O.D. Music money been spent
Rolls-Royce 2027 engines
Spend that, my young Miami bitch blends in
Really live my raps, nigga, that’s the win-win
Joe Crack, tell ’em Spanish niggas send ’em in
I saved a life with a set of keys (Uh-huh)
My brother died with a set of keys, uh
Unlockin’ codes with a set of these keys
And my niggas never tellin’, what they yellin’?
More money, more murder, more homicide
Shit I seen as a kid’ll have you traumatized
Swear my soul been cold since my momma died
Fuck with the Don, I’ma make somebody momma cry