Chaos (The Recipe)
Who said broke niggas can have no fun
I had the best time ever when I had no funds
Got that kush rolled up, a bottle of rum
And a couple cute girls, that's how it all begun
Next morning when I woke up
I forgot me and what's-her-face broke up
We on the phone and she sounding all choked up
All that crying had her pillow case soaked up
Telling me she wished we never broke up
In the back of my mind, I'm like so what
She said Mike, why you so fucked up
I said what you talking bout, she hung up
Damn, and guess who is laying next to me
Yeah, it's her home girl, Destiny
I can't believed she came here and tested me
For chaos this is the recipe (x3)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be?
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (Say It)
For chaos this is the recipe
Disaster, we cooking in so many ways
The recipe is written all over her face
Speeding through life without knowing the pace
Hey, baby slow down, take a moment embrace
She says there's bills to be payed
Her baby dad helpless
He runs in the streets
Her job layed her off
Her mom ain't involved
She lost faith in God
Next afternoon, she sitting home (sitting home)
Tears on her on face, she sits alone (she sits alone)
Gun on the table, she grips the chrome (she grips the chrome)
Raise her to her temple, she's gone
For chaos this is the recipe (x2) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects would be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (I'm warning you)
I hit the store with my home boy Baby D
I had to grab a brew, grabbed a few thangs to eat
As always, keep it cool do my thang in peace
Watch these motherfuckers, still trynna bang they street
Naw, I'm a man but understand that ain't the plight G
I came for the swishers, came for the Ice T
They hit me up about that Dodgers hat right D
I said shit you know, Manny had a nice week
Aim for the bull, I'm just out here trying to do me
Niggas got to find away to fight away through the beef
Plus I think my cousin san cool with your peeps
All my niggas caught in chaos through the streets
For chaos this is the recipe (x2) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects would be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (I'm warning you)
I had the best time ever when I had no funds
Got that kush rolled up, a bottle of rum
And a couple cute girls, that's how it all begun
Next morning when I woke up
I forgot me and what's-her-face broke up
We on the phone and she sounding all choked up
All that crying had her pillow case soaked up
Telling me she wished we never broke up
In the back of my mind, I'm like so what
She said Mike, why you so fucked up
I said what you talking bout, she hung up
Damn, and guess who is laying next to me
Yeah, it's her home girl, Destiny
I can't believed she came here and tested me
For chaos this is the recipe (x3)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be?
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (Say It)
For chaos this is the recipe
Disaster, we cooking in so many ways
The recipe is written all over her face
Speeding through life without knowing the pace
Hey, baby slow down, take a moment embrace
She says there's bills to be payed
Her baby dad helpless
He runs in the streets
Her job layed her off
Her mom ain't involved
She lost faith in God
Next afternoon, she sitting home (sitting home)
Tears on her on face, she sits alone (she sits alone)
Gun on the table, she grips the chrome (she grips the chrome)
Raise her to her temple, she's gone
For chaos this is the recipe (x2) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects would be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (I'm warning you)
I hit the store with my home boy Baby D
I had to grab a brew, grabbed a few thangs to eat
As always, keep it cool do my thang in peace
Watch these motherfuckers, still trynna bang they street
Naw, I'm a man but understand that ain't the plight G
I came for the swishers, came for the Ice T
They hit me up about that Dodgers hat right D
I said shit you know, Manny had a nice week
Aim for the bull, I'm just out here trying to do me
Niggas got to find away to fight away through the beef
Plus I think my cousin san cool with your peeps
All my niggas caught in chaos through the streets
For chaos this is the recipe (x2) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects would be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) (x3) (I'm warning you)
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be? (I'm warning you)
For chaos this is the recipe (I'm warning you)
Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, Gabe Stevenson
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