Recipe (Explicit)

Yeah I got the recipe

Ni**a tryna eat

Tryna eat ni**a

I got the recipe yeah

You know I did that street thing

I came in the industry ni**a

I ain't ask them niggas to let me in the door

Kicked that mothaf**ka open ni**a industry invasion

Show you how to sway that rice I got that recipe

Who you think they got it from I got that recipe

Hustlin' 101 I got that recipe

The one and only Young I got that recipe

Uh scale and the key boil the right ingredients

So much paper ni**a they gon' think you're readin' it

Me and Mike WiLL we cook up on the spot boy

You gon' need to stir it no need for a top boy uh

I'm a hustler I've been hustlin' my whole life

Like my Uncle Robbie yeah he love to shoot dice

Ni**a ever in doubt I say the hustler's prayer

And it's so cold in my heart it ain't nothin' there

All about the Benjamins I'm screamin' like white

This for my niggas movin' wings like it's Popeye's

I just want a two door with some tan seats

Earring so big look like a set of Beats

Yeah they thought that I was dead I got nine lives

P**sy niggas want me dead you had nine tries

Sh*t I'm smokin' so loud we call it ambulance

So many racks in my pocket look like some Hammer pants uh

Think it's sweet and clip be longer than a grapevine

Just know these niggas love money but they hate time

I'm connected in these streets just like wifi

Keep one eye off in these streets just like fly time

Show you how to sway that rice I got that recipe

Who you think they got it from I got that recipe

Hustlin' 101 I got that recipe

The one and only Young I got that recipe

Uh scale and the key boil the right ingredients

So much paper ni**a they gon' think you're readin' it

Me and Mike WiLL we cook up on the spot boy

You gon' need to stir it no need for a top boy uh

If we talkin' 'bout them stamps you know who be the champ

Tryna get that extra money so we sold 'em damp

Live the savage life done made your boy a renegade

I've been ballin' all my life I need some Gatorade

B**ch I seen my first mil' in the 10th grade

Just let me hide these Os yeah you know the rent paid

They say I'm paranoid I'm trustin' no one

That ni**a Bobby tried to set me up in '01

Saw the red and blue lights I had a hard nine

Thought I had a heart attack but hey my heart fine

The way I talk that yayo sh*t I know you like that

And when I talk that yayo sh*t ain't gotta like that

Niggas on that monkey sh*t I got the F H

Keep it for that monkey sh*t and I ain't talkin' Bape

Draped up in this Valentino camouflage

War ready I might paint the Bentley camouflage

Show you how to sway that rice I got that recipe

Who you think they got it from I got that recipe

Hustlin' 101 I got that recipe

The one and only Young I got that recipe

Uh scale and the key boil the right ingredients

So much paper ni**a they gon' think you're readin' it

Me and Mike WiLL we cook up on the spot boy

You gon' need to stir it no need for a top boy uh

Yeah I got it

One thing about me ni**a if I say it it gon' check out ni**a

We been out here for decades

Sh*t don't stop

Ni**a try to be what I was when I first came in the game ni**a

F**k kinda sh*t that is ni**a

Hustlin' backwards

Hustlin'

When I cook that sh*t up I got that recipe

Chef Boyar Young

I gets it done ni**a

Four get you a nine

18 gets you 36

And bein' a real ni**a gets you here

Solid like a rock

Or a brick for that matter

Yeah

Want that recipe

'Cause I got it