ToTheKitchen
Metal
Ooh
This that cheflife 2
Ya dig
Uh huhhh
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Sittin' at the table all in
Trying to turn a 5 to a 10
So I put it on red
9 times out of 10 ima hit
Hot hand with the iron fist
Homie I insist
To move up til I'm too up
Yup
They look up I don't blew up
Yup
One shot this a ruger
Did it click
Whole squad in the gym doing Numbers we legit
Yeah heavy too official
So fly they tried to hit me with a missile
They saying that it's lit but it's Sizzling
And I ain't sugar coating nothing Cuz they drizzlin
I pop that
Just as much as I walk that
Baby girl be cautious
This line light'll get you nauseas
And we steady drippin like a faucet
Designer clothes in my coffin
I ain't trippin' what cost
Tell them haters get up off me
Nah nah nah
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Bet you thought it was a myth
I've been puttin' all this work in Since a jit
You can ask my homie rich
Tryna ball like I'm Maserati Rick
But you know that
I've been taking down my opps
And I'm ready for the blow back
And I heard they on my top
Big chop
They gon' circle round the block
Got em waiting for the drop
Whole time got them hittas
On a clock
I admit it
I just caught a mill on a record
Then I hit it
Slide back to the O
Me and Rah Rah in a Civic
They ask me where I'm going
I just say I'm on a mission
And they already knowing
They just tryna to catch me slippin
Bust it down by the quarter pound
You know they want no smoke
Hold it down when I come around
Cuz I'm stopping that like woah
Holy grail on my holy ground
You can bury me in gold
I'm hotter then this pot I'm in
I'm slaving by the stove
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Chef life the only life
Ha
Chef life the only life
We back
Ooh
This that cheflife 2
Ya dig
Uh huhhh
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Sittin' at the table all in
Trying to turn a 5 to a 10
So I put it on red
9 times out of 10 ima hit
Hot hand with the iron fist
Homie I insist
To move up til I'm too up
Yup
They look up I don't blew up
Yup
One shot this a ruger
Did it click
Whole squad in the gym doing Numbers we legit
Yeah heavy too official
So fly they tried to hit me with a missile
They saying that it's lit but it's Sizzling
And I ain't sugar coating nothing Cuz they drizzlin
I pop that
Just as much as I walk that
Baby girl be cautious
This line light'll get you nauseas
And we steady drippin like a faucet
Designer clothes in my coffin
I ain't trippin' what cost
Tell them haters get up off me
Nah nah nah
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Bet you thought it was a myth
I've been puttin' all this work in Since a jit
You can ask my homie rich
Tryna ball like I'm Maserati Rick
But you know that
I've been taking down my opps
And I'm ready for the blow back
And I heard they on my top
Big chop
They gon' circle round the block
Got em waiting for the drop
Whole time got them hittas
On a clock
I admit it
I just caught a mill on a record
Then I hit it
Slide back to the O
Me and Rah Rah in a Civic
They ask me where I'm going
I just say I'm on a mission
And they already knowing
They just tryna to catch me slippin
Bust it down by the quarter pound
You know they want no smoke
Hold it down when I come around
Cuz I'm stopping that like woah
Holy grail on my holy ground
You can bury me in gold
I'm hotter then this pot I'm in
I'm slaving by the stove
More wins than my losses
Stayed down countin' blessings
Quitting' now is not an option
Long road
Let me tell you where I'm headed
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
To the kitchen
I'm the chef
I've been cooking so long I'm the Master
Chef life the only life
Ha
Chef life the only life
We back
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Writer(s): Samson Townes Ii
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