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wanna see you rot
Middles up
Show them all those stacks you got boi

I'm too greedy to be stander-by
All the money that I make it gotta multiply 
Got

by the book, good christian
The streets love a nigga like Jesus
The dreads in my head like wool
You broke niggas gettin' cut like Cesear
You could

sands
And I’m still looking for the outcome
Forgot how to cry
When I fucked all those pussies
With no love
Head on the shoulders
I’m supposed to be

circle
Coming with me towards to the crown
Anybody showing fake love looking like some clowns
Flow 760 till the fucking death of me
Hanging by a thread
I

niggas how we get dough
We get it for the low then we sell it by the bulk
K-weez tell these niggas how we made bands off 30 dollars nigga out a four door

Ya hear me? Yeah
Ay look always speak on how you feel
And never be sorry for being real you gotta stand on that

Push button I don't need me a key

you testing me and stressing me
You say you want what's best for me
You think you so good, yea boy, you got the recipe
And I'm a give you that, cause I

control

I let my feelings get the best of me
It's such a dangerous fucking recipe
I let my feelings get the best of me

You know I love it when you

*Instrumental* 

Just take a sip
From the devil?s cup
One sip only
Cause It?s more than enough

Salt and lemon
To ease it up
That?s the recipe
For disaster, my

Did this for my fam-ily the ones that rest in peace
Had whip my wrist that's cause I got the recipe 
I know this my fate, I know that this my destiny

checkered apron hanging on the wall where she left it
And even though she's gone brings back precious memories
And there's a recipe for life she had on her

Shoulders and knees
Like a nigga get sponsored by Fiji
My bitch mad
Pay no mind to her PP
I was just tryna
Give her some BB
You C I always have to TG
For

dumped by the thumbers
We hunters, kill or go kill, if you want us
It's easy, I can do this with no sweat
The shotty double-barreled just like some breast

always after thee
Its ok its alright God just know you had to fight
Yo the devils been chasing tryna capture my soul
And i only been here for 37 you know

Your strawberries
Your cream
My juice is your sauce
We dine making love
That's right

So Hunt that hungry hunter
Let's make some meal for two
Create all

king
Off screen I see you then we blasting
45 is automatic
Drop down do not panic
Glocky got a felony
Quicky turn the block static
Bitch I had the recipe

Can I be honest?

I've got this fear that everyone I love will leave me
Or that they're only here to appease me, or deceive me
I guess I never healed

the throttle up, go down
Just can't believe I need you now
These cuts are bleeding on the ground
Love you for free, my heart is bound
(Bound)

I could never let

on the floor
Everybody wanna know the sauce but the recipe you'll never know
I'm hardbody so I cant be broke by stone
I'm rich in my spirit I'm purer than gold

get back to this cake
Decadent I got the recipe
Yeah I just add to taste
Tryna get a Grammy like I'm Drake
Piss all on it like I'm Ye
Don't give a fuck

recipe I've been smoking in this coupe 
I'm constantly at war with myself a battle mood
I'm fighting in the dark while I try to light the room 
c piece

the type of recipe to set your own wage
Maximum effort turns to maximum pay
Love myself, hate everyone else more
Wolf on this street, just like Belfort
Never

some love for you
But then u got too comfortable
Left u behind like a retina
Visions weren't compatible
I was focused on making all this bread
Like what

Niggas threw hard balls I went to bat for these Negus
Steady sending slick shots but it got back to me nigga
I be taking head shots cause I got accuracy