WHO NEXT? INTRO Lyrics

I promise you I got the recipe

I never been focused on luxury, most of my niggas was packing necessities

Like dough over thottys especially

I'm working to build up the legacy

My heart done got colder since I done got older, see some of my day ones is dead to me

They reaching for crumbs and in debt to me

You tryna argue with the referee - so you get teched

I ain't forgiving so don't hold your breath

I don't know how many fucks I got left

Emeril Lagasse, the flow that I'm kicking got flavor, you in the kitchen with a chef

I'll see you later, you niggas is haters

I need me a team of hoes like Hugh Hef'

Feel like a free throw when I step

I got a whole different level I get on when these niggas talk who considered the best

Shorty be banging my music, I try to be humble, but she tryna tell me I'm that

Been said it best, I been that nigga since Goldberg was asking these niggas "Who next"?

Aim for the top I can't settle for less, and I finna stop till there ain't nothing left

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