Cook Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, uh, shit, look [Verse] I just need a week to cook up Niggas physique's to weak to compete with the elites, do some push-ups Still can't spar with the God, try ya hardest to bob Y'all subpar bar for bar, I hardy har har at your squad I hardly spark 'gars which is odd Y'all need weed to reach my sober thoughts If I chief then sheesh, you'll need a pole to vault, they so distraught Fuck about all the shoes and clothes you bought Foes you fought and how many hoes you caught Y'all ain't take heed of lessons the OG's taught Under perform and over talk, how u gon' throw the salt? At a seasoned vet, which emcees is next to step up and try they best to cease the threat? My old bitch tryin' reconnеct, I'm way too busy to read ya text Rap niggas sayin' we need to work I'm too wеll versed to sell you a verse Grew up too tough to believe these acts They all puppets with strings attached Feel like anyone with a mic can get a check, I came to collect on it Bitch, you know the name, put some respect on it, G-R-I-P Came in this game with a pen and a pad And the sins from my past to repent in the form of these gems For the lads through these hymns that I had And somethin' else, oh, yeah, tend to the bag Promised myself that a limb wouldn't drag And now it's lookin' real grim for you dag Boys ain't fuckin' with him in the lab Why niggas even attempt to collab? Paint the Sistine with sixteen bars, with thiry-two I'm magic My first forty-eight will do you tragic, a sixty-four, it's caskets Perhaps its taken it too far, I'm 2pac in a 2022 car I'm anti, don't wanna know who none of you are I can't lie, my stomach rumbling for the new star It's enticing, I'm Mike on the mic if we do spar I'm just warming up, this is heat rock The heir apparent in a pair of Pyer Mos Reeboks Might bust down the G Shock Since broke boys buyin' Rollies off Depop I don't sip from the teapot I don't drink well, I don't do cheap shots If it's a problem, I don't stress it Real nigga I'm stamped so I address it God did it first, I'm second Crafted this in six days on the seventh, I rested Soon come more raps from the boy 'Til then, sit back, relax, and enjoy