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Where's the rest?
Niggas taking all the credit. Yeah I said it
And I'm cool. I got (Wait)
I got rules
Pay no bills. I just cook up what I need
Take no L's.

a raise

All while raising babies

That 9-5 now got her tired

Coming home and struggling to open her eyelids
But still she got to go and cook dinner for

ever left
I had to take a breath
I needed air 
But now I'm back to myself 
Write some bars
Cook a beat
Write some more
Flip the sheet
I just got some ice

earned and grow
That's when we had learned the most
We gone have to turn them ghosts
Every since they broke that oath
We gone cook them burn them slow
It's

blackjack
I'm a lyrical artist like an acrobat 
And I'll cook the beat like it's a flapjack
I do it all, I don't need no help
They abandoned me, I only need

that nigga shook
Ain't never renigged but I'm leaving with books
She watching me move and she seeing me cook
I gave her the Que and she throwing

a brazy summer
Got ambition from my mother, but learned how to buy it
White and cook it brown for my bloodaz
We go to war for each other, so fuck how you

chest

Y'all don't really bother me
Gotta separate the cooks from the chefs
Fuck it, stuck it in the mold, let it compress
Yeah, I'm not compressed, let

keif
And I cook crack
Bet I’ll buck back
Yet I'm in the middle choke hold
Bet I’ll die five times then grow old
First me and Donny gonna go gold
Gotta

the past
We gonna be moving too fast
All these girls that you surpass
Wishing you'll be the last
I know i'm not tripping
This love was missing
Cook this shit

just big clout
I be on my job they couldn't work you if I called out
And even at the cook out
I'mma do a buy out
Cases of rose and that ace when we hang

fuck tonight (yeah) 'cause I'm with MoneySign
And make her cook my breakfast in the morning with no sunny side (and what else?)
Percocet's and syrup

Damn error, did you cook this shit up
(Don't you tell me that you miss me
When I'm laying in a hole
Hole, hole, hole)

Everybody gone
I'm fighting

been looking for?

Baby girl i want to pay your pride price,
cfter all you Sabi cook Jollof,
I'll always love you and show you care,
Tell other guys

HER TO THE CURB)
She don't wanna cook food (KICK HER TO THE CURB)
Always in a bad mood (KICK HER TO THE CURB)

Wanna mess wit other hoes (KICK 'EM

her favorite slurpie
Do no perkys but I get it poppin like I'm Kyrie Irving
Might just hit yo lady up and show her what she missing
Cook yo baby

the lobby
Cook it up
I do shit just like hibachi
Know it's up you can't catch me I'm in a high speed
Took dat chance watching from the sideline
Check dat

to blend straight in with the crooks.
These youths are cooking in the kitchen,
But they ain't qualified cooks,
Get the money, bag the profit,
And put it all

Before the coming all I did was cook, so many hours I put in
I thank God for the open doors, that I'm allowed to get my foot in
I can see it I'ma

far yo best option
And that's yo real problem
You can rap you can act don't give a Fuck bout that
Can you cook can you clean and can you throw it back

record I got my advance
So take a hike, jack

If you're bumpin' this in the kitchen, just cook
If you're watchin' us do it live, listen and look
If

da wall
Judge threw a sentence 
Niggas new Lil Boy 
You jus a apprentice 
 Large fry -  
I’m in her Mouth like a Dentist 
Stir Fry ina kitchen— Cook

shook
Play me song real fast and this gyal go get bruked
I been in the studio practicing how I cook
These verses coming like an author hundred pages in my

Beating and cutting me
Tear out my nerves and then
Soak them in kerosene

They never care
Because they cannot see a thing
Throw me in hell
And ill cook for