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The Recipe

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The Recipe

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They don't wanna see a nigga winning

Grinding hard I been tryna get it

In the yo gettin' to the business

I ain't tryna go back to the trenches

Off the mud I'ma eat regardless

All this pain left a nigga heartless

All the bullets that a nigga dodging

Back to back steady catching charges

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let 'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let 'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

Pulled down the block on the block

Went from a rock to a block

So much of weight on the scale

Ended up breakin' the clock

When I pull up in the drop

Popped the purp cocked the Glock

Know these niggas at my top

But I can't let 'em take my spot

I can't believe how these niggas be holdin' they nuts

I know they hate to see me blowing up

Back to back drinking I stay pouring up

Give me a reason and I'm showing up

Fuck all these niggas I don't show no love

Don't need no deal I need me a plug

Fuckin' your bitch got her sucking me up

That pussy leakin' whenever we fuck

Hop in the wagon I really be actin'

Bitches go crazy they see me in traffic

I ain't been rappin' I really been stackin'

Trappin' us off I got bands in the mattress

I'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let me

Laws on my trail but I won't let 'em catch me

Real street nigga pull up in your section

Ain't gotta like me but you gone respect me

They don't wanna see a nigga winning

Grinding hard I been tryna get it

In the yo gettin' to the business

I ain't tryna go back to the trenches

Off the mud I'ma eat regardless

All this pain left a nigga heartless

All the bullets that a nigga dodging

Back to back steady catching charges

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let 'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

I can't lose all I know is win

If I lose I'ma go again

Baby mama fucked my main man then I went and fucked her best friend

Move good I won't leave a trail

Makin' money off my single sales

Sell they soul for a record deal

I'm the last real nigga living

Ain't the way I'ma let you play with me

Nine millimeter that bitch stay with me

Put me on any track bitch I'ma eat

Trell got the car when we ready for beef

Don't think the industry ready for me

They signing niggas who pussy as fuck

I rather get it without me a deal and get me a mill and run my shit up

I am that nigga they waiting on

Should know I wouldn't have 'em waiting long

Run up on me think I'm slipping Chapo got the Glock that'll have a nigga face gone

Everyday I have a different bitch

Switch hoes like I switch fits

Switch fits like I switch whips

I'm the plug come and take a trip

They don't wanna see a nigga winning

Grinding hard I been tryna get it

In the yo gettin' to the business

I ain't tryna go back to the trenches

Off the mud I'ma eat regardless

All this pain left a nigga heartless

All the bullets that a nigga dodging

Back to back steady catching charges

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let 'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

Pussy nigga steady testing me

Baby mama steady stressing me

I can't let 'em get the best of me

In the kitchen got the recipe

I'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let me

Always on my trail but I won't let 'em catch me

Real street nigga pull up in your section

Ain't gotta like me but you gone respect me

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