Lyrics The Recipe - Da Real Gee Money

They don't wanna see a nigga winning
Grinding hard I been tryna get it
In the yo getting' to the business
I ain't tryna go back to the trenches
Off the mud Imma eat regardless
All this pain left a nigga heartless
All the bullets that a nigga dodging

Back to back steady catching charges
Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let 'em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe
Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let 'em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe

Pulled down the block on the block
Went from a rock to a block
So much of weight on the scale
Ended up breaking' the clock
When I pull up in the drop
Popped the purp cocked the glock
Know these niggas at my to
But I can't let 'em take my spot

I can't believe how these niggas be holding' they nuts
I know they hate to see me blowing up
Back to back drinking I stay pouring up
Give me a reason and I'm showing up
Fuck all these niggas I don't show no love
Don't need no deal I need me a plug
Fuckin' your bitch got her sucking me up

That pussy leaking' whenever we fuck
Hop in the wagon I really be actin'
Bitches go crazy they see me in traffic
I ain't been rapping' i really been stacking
Trapping' us off I got bands in the mattress
I'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let me
Laws on my trail but I won't let 'em catch me
Real street nigga pull up in your section
Ain't gotta like me but you gone respect me

They don't wanna see a nigga winning
Grinding hard I been tryna get it
In the yo getting' to the business
I ain't tryna go back to the trenches
Off the mud Imma eat regardless
All this pain left a nigga heartless
All the bullets that a nigga dodging
Back to back steady catching charges

Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let 'em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe
Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe

I can't lose all I know is win
If I lose Imma go again
Baby mama fucked my main man then I went and fucked her best friend
Move good I won't leave a trail
Makin' money off my single sales
Sell they soul for a record deal
I'm the last real nigga living

Ain't the way Imma let you play with me
Nine millimeter that bitch stay with me
Put me on any track bitch Imma eat
Trell got the car when we ready for beef
Don't think the industry ready for me
They signing niggas who pussy as fuck
I rather get it without me a deal and get me a mill and run my shit up
I am that nigga they waiting on
Should know I wouldn't have 'em waiting long

Run up on me think I'm slipping chapo
Got the Glock that'll have a nigga face gone
Everyday I have a different bitch
Switch hoes like I switch fits
Switch fits like I switch whips
I'm the plug come and take a trip

They don't wanna see a nigga winning
Grinding hard I been tryna get it
In the yo getting' to the business
I ain't tryna go back to the trenches
Off the mud Imma eat regardless
All this pain left a nigga heartless
All the bullets that a nigga dodging

Back to back steady catching charges
Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let 'em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe

Pussy nigga steady testing me
Baby mama steady stressing me
I can't let 'em get the best of me
In the kitchen got the recipe
I'm tryna blow but these niggas won't let me
Always on my trail but I won't let 'em catch me
Real street nigga pull up in your section
Ain't gotta like me but you gone respect me