Cookin'

Uh, yeah
Uh

How I'm cooking in the kitchen
I been cooking in the kitchen
I been

Woke up feeling like Nas
Man I knew this shit was written
Time to add that flavor
How I'm cooking in the kitchen
Get up every morning, grinding
Know that nothing's given
Girl you like a hard drive
Throw yo back up when I get in
And them windows tinted
For the ops
That's always lurking, creeping, always scheming

I'm just tryna rep it for my team, my city and my family
I'm the opposite of Kyrie
You can't handle me
Gotta watch out who's around me
Cause they tryna scandal me
Boy you better watch yo girl
I heard she was a fan of me

Spiritually, Lyrically
I'm more advanced than these rappers
So clearly
Clearly

I been cooking in the kitchen
How I'm cooking the kitchen
Every day I got to get it
Man I know this shit ain't given

Yeah
Uh Yeah
Yeah you got them bags
And you looking kinda sleepy
Yeah I got my bag
And it's feeling sorta heavy

Man this shit was destined
I can feel it my belly
Don't believe the hype
The real is bound to risen

Yeah, don't believe the hype
The real is bound to risen



Credits
Writer(s): Riondo Harrington, Brandon Lawrence
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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