Cook Up Music 4 Intro
This that cook up four hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
So you hit the block get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four Yeah, this that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
So you hit the block get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four Oh, he back pitching again
Block Hugger Boss back in the kitchen again but this time I ain't cooking dope
I'm making music for my people that still need some hope
Cause you don't got to cook up for the fiends You can cook up ambition and cook up your dreams
Look, but I ain't trying to preach to you got a little sand but I'm trying to bring the beach to you
middle of the winter I can still bring the heat to you
When everything fabricated we can really see through you
You're not the perception that we perceive When you killing them softly should you grieve
Or should you pull out you're camera and watch them bleed
I'm never full in a society built off greed
Yeah, that mean I want it all You remember twenty twelve I was trying to ball
Career started to take off then it kind of stalled I put it all on me, nobody involved
Once you recognize the problem it got to be solved
What goes around comes around the world gotta revolve
I'm getting older getting wiser I got to evolve
It's been six years since I had hands on the soft
best six years of my life, got to applaud
Yeah, pat myself on the back
Za came home, stop fucking with me over a strap
But I ain't lose sleep, ain't stay up late
Cause I was the only one sending kites when he was upstate
Let's just stick to the facts cause real niggas can turn fake
Let's just keep it at that
And I don't really know how to feel about Ak
But that's my man, it's all love, that's all I got to say
And if you need me you already know I'm one call away
We go way back to TKS
But one thing you won't do is see me stress
Might pull up in that new thing you might see me flex
But when it's beef it's pre-workout and he gets stretched
So if you still breathing it's a real reason
Too many fake niggas winning when the real season
No Bugatti dropped twenty thirteen and it's still streaming
But I don't want to get to specifics
What I give you is straight scripture
What I spit is prolific
I live my life by these codes, follow streets like religion
This that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
You getting a little too deep on this one
You don't have to know me in real life to know
To know what I'm talking about here
Or you could just be a real one and relate
Only the real ones relate
Yeah, this that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
So you hit the block, get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four
Just hit the kitchen with me one time
You got to play this in the trap man
You got to play this while you putting you're shit together
Same way I used to do back in the day when I was moving that yay
Making a play
We ain't doing that no more though
We on to bigger and better things baby
Bigger and better things
We just gotta let this one breathe
Yeah, you gotta let this one breathe
You don't gotta cook up for the fiends man
You could cook up your ambition
You could cook up your dreams
But I ain't trying to preach to you
You got a little sand
I'm just trying to bring the beach to you
We gonna talk real, real, real heavy on this one baby
This could be the last one
Who knows
Oh
That's what they wanted from me
The old O
So you hit the block get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four Yeah, this that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
So you hit the block get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four Oh, he back pitching again
Block Hugger Boss back in the kitchen again but this time I ain't cooking dope
I'm making music for my people that still need some hope
Cause you don't got to cook up for the fiends You can cook up ambition and cook up your dreams
Look, but I ain't trying to preach to you got a little sand but I'm trying to bring the beach to you
middle of the winter I can still bring the heat to you
When everything fabricated we can really see through you
You're not the perception that we perceive When you killing them softly should you grieve
Or should you pull out you're camera and watch them bleed
I'm never full in a society built off greed
Yeah, that mean I want it all You remember twenty twelve I was trying to ball
Career started to take off then it kind of stalled I put it all on me, nobody involved
Once you recognize the problem it got to be solved
What goes around comes around the world gotta revolve
I'm getting older getting wiser I got to evolve
It's been six years since I had hands on the soft
best six years of my life, got to applaud
Yeah, pat myself on the back
Za came home, stop fucking with me over a strap
But I ain't lose sleep, ain't stay up late
Cause I was the only one sending kites when he was upstate
Let's just stick to the facts cause real niggas can turn fake
Let's just keep it at that
And I don't really know how to feel about Ak
But that's my man, it's all love, that's all I got to say
And if you need me you already know I'm one call away
We go way back to TKS
But one thing you won't do is see me stress
Might pull up in that new thing you might see me flex
But when it's beef it's pre-workout and he gets stretched
So if you still breathing it's a real reason
Too many fake niggas winning when the real season
No Bugatti dropped twenty thirteen and it's still streaming
But I don't want to get to specifics
What I give you is straight scripture
What I spit is prolific
I live my life by these codes, follow streets like religion
This that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
You getting a little too deep on this one
You don't have to know me in real life to know
To know what I'm talking about here
Or you could just be a real one and relate
Only the real ones relate
Yeah, this that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook up for
So you hit the block, get you're money then you cook up more
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four
I'd like to welcome you to cook up four
Just hit the kitchen with me one time
You got to play this in the trap man
You got to play this while you putting you're shit together
Same way I used to do back in the day when I was moving that yay
Making a play
We ain't doing that no more though
We on to bigger and better things baby
Bigger and better things
We just gotta let this one breathe
Yeah, you gotta let this one breathe
You don't gotta cook up for the fiends man
You could cook up your ambition
You could cook up your dreams
But I ain't trying to preach to you
You got a little sand
I'm just trying to bring the beach to you
We gonna talk real, real, real heavy on this one baby
This could be the last one
Who knows
Oh
That's what they wanted from me
The old O
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Writer(s): Ronald Outlaw
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