[Intro]
(Cookin Soul)

[Verse 1: Tek]
Yo
If you grind with me, you shine with me
N***a since 16, and ain't nun' hit me
I spinned around, merc and a 650
I'll be right back, 'cus I ain't like that
N***as wanna hate 'cus I take cake
Come through, they shaking like an earthquake
Hop out, pull a K out
100 rounds, air the whole block out
Back like a left the keys to the Porsche
Got enough guns for a war with a force
My young boys don't gun bud anymore
Hit you up more, why you layin' on the floor?
Got my bucci shoes, lookin like Sdots
Who gon' write the book if we all die in a spot?
When I go, don't cry and blame
Remember my name and I told you onе thing, now

[Verse 2: Tek]
When I go, don't cry and blame
Remеmber my name and I told you one thing
Got my bucci shoes, lookin like some Sdots
Who gon' write the book if we all die in a spot?
My young boys don't gun bud anymore
Hit you up more, why you layin' on the floor?
Back like a left the keys to the Porsche
Got enough guns for a war with a force
Hop out, pull a K out
100 rounds, air the whole block out
N***as wanna hate 'cus I take cake
Come through, they shaking like an earthquake
I spinned around, merc and a 650
I'll be right back, 'cus I ain't like that
If you grind with me, you shine with me
N***a since 16, and ain't nun' hit me
[Outro: Tek]
My n***a Cory a failure
Everybody on lock up
All my bitches
All the soldiers is dead and gone, being forgotten