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steppin' in the game I just be dominating
I been shitting on my haters, I stay constipated
When everybody in my life, it just get aggravating
I gotta be by

a minute
Hold on, you say you want me gone
So who you cookin' dinner for?
Mmm, that looks good, I'm staying
When I said you weren't a good cook
I was playing

hook me by my wrist

Why she hockin' on me, bruh
Why she cockin' on me
She been buttin' on me
I see what she tryna do on me

She tryna do some shit
She

to me

I kneel by the bed and pray for breakthroughs. But, talk is cheap. I may just make moves
It's hard for me to wait for angels. And God can see

nigga even cookin' right now bro
Ya'll don't know this nigga bro
Ya'll not fucking with this nigga bro

(You could turn me up)

This nigga was out in

Pick fights with my demons to keep em in check
Don't write me my wrongs that get me upset
When I'm at home I'm bonding and chilling
But stay by

a outcast rout out my direction cause im down bad
Brown but im bored of education not about trash
Found rap but its saturated by the clowns
Alot of em out but

I'm sorry for the saying but I only spit facts
Damn and I never stop
Smokey on a mic is just like multiplying 10 by pop
I'm a giant cataclysmic

the meal or you gon start the cookin
Im tired of all these quotes that you don't live by
They rather post the grind instead of doing that shit live
And every

don't even get dizzy
I got the sauce from the bank not the kitchen
Cookin up checks I ain't cooking up chicken
I can AP OT I'm all bout the business
You

in the bathroom at a restaurant (ugh)
Callin' me to come out past 6 P.M.? (Nope)
It's dinner time, cookin' macaroni again (yup)
Used to belong

Been out for a while and I’m still on my way to the top-floor
Top bring it up by the stair case
Smoke got me up when I high-horse
Tell em pull up

when I'm on my way up
Yea we was cookin' that ramen and brocoli now we just fillin' champagne in our cup
I've been smokin' that green on the daily my

thought I hit the full court shot at halftime
But you just sat on the bench to watch it pass by
Living no assist game that's a past life
Baby here's

I got crossed by my homie that's closer than kin
I took a loss, go with my heart, I bet I won't again, no
On everything, money bring problems
But

in tryna shine and blinded by dollar signs
See I'm the kind to win regardless
Prophet hustler and a artist
When you growin' green gotta watch for

said I would ball
One of these days Imma by out the mall
Show all the foke it's a good way to do it  
Other than rappin' and makin good music
I was

something that you remember
I remember back in elementary we sketchin comics
Now we sketchin' words don't remember asking for your comments
I'm inspired by

a outcast rout out my direction cause I'm down bad
Brown but I'm bored of education not about trash
Found rap but it's saturated by the clowns
A lot of em out

scenes
That means your talk is cap
Cause the way I act make me grab my Mac
I fire back at your windows
All I need now is a little bit of info
Crushed by

This shit jus be the truth
Ain't no fuckin chef im
Cookin shit jus in the booth
I got beasts inside me looking like the Fucking lockness
Fuck i'm rollin

they're still lurkin'
Big bat, cookin' up tunes, I put work in (lagga)

I gotta bring this strap to the motive 
This blue .41 ain't a typical burner
I

Joker said bein' real is a fuckin' disease
Well that is a relief... I just sneezed
Tell your girl to come over here and bless me
I'm cookin' this beat up,

She gon' set me up, she gon' get me shot
'Cause we cookin' rock
Turn it into soft
Turn it into whip
She all in my bizz
She can't touch my shit
She