The Recipe

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Krizz Kaliko - Rap

The Recipe

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Duration: 3:22

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[Intro] Cook up the recipe Cook up the recipe Cooking, cooking Aye, Krizz [Verse 1] Teach me to ball I've never been privy to olds, got nothing but no's I sit in the sickness I'm stricken in I'ma pray that's different from y'all And itching for fame Use it against me, I ain't gon' mention your name And Krizz is to blame right? Get yours and then choosing to lose in the same night I'm a bad man Am I really? Or just dealt a bad hand? Fat as a motherfucker, but feel like I'm invisible Smile a lot but I'm miserable Do it for Nike or Gucci, no none of that shit I don't be running I sit in my bummy clothes in my bummy house With thе one I chose My funny mouth Get pеople to follow me, bigger Get people to swallow me, I'm KC Tea I hope they bottle me To the powers that beast out the side of me Try'na sit in the spot where the dollars be Used to be cool When I look in the sky, it used to be blue Now I'm woke, I stopped hitting the snooze The virus inside of us used to be you [Pre-Chorus] I'm like yeah God, yeah God I'm like yeah God, yeah God Hold my breath like Yeah God, yeah God I be like yeah God, yeah God (Cooking, cooking) [Chorus] I heard that nobody dies Nobody sleeps If nobody tries Then nobody eats If nobody dreams Then nobody grows Tell me the answer 'Cause nobody knows [Post-Chorus] I just cooked up the recipe Cook up the recipe [Verse 2] I ain't choose to be here Actually, I act like an accident I just do what you do Say what you say Went just like I practiced it Like a beast without a name Like a team without a game Like a gun that you don't shoot I don't mean that I came 'Cause I don't live for me I'd just as soon die young If I don't get rich soon I won't stop tryin' Now I used to be cool I'd look in the sky, it used to be blue I'm woke, I stopped hitting the snooze The virus inside of us used to be you [Pre-Chorus] I'm like yeah God, yeah God I'm like yeah God, yeah God Hold my breath like Yeah God, yeah God I be like yeah God, yeah God (Cooking, cooking) [Chorus] I heard that nobody dies Nobody sleeps If nobody tries Then nobody eats If nobody dreams Then nobody grows Tell me the answer 'Cause nobody knows [Post-Chorus] I just cooked up the recipe Cook up the recipe

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Credits

Writers
  • Wyshmaster Beats
  • Krizz Kaliko