Let Me Cook Lyrics

Why are you so antisocial ?

Because I'm trynna get it

Why are you staying on the basketball court so much?

Because I'm trynna get it

Why are you out there practicing in the hot sun

When ain't nobody else out there?

Because I'm trynna get it

Why are you not clubbing?

Like every time I text you and invite you to go do something fun and cool

You always studying?

Because I'm trynna get it

Let me tell you something homie

These women ain't going nowhere

These clubs, these parties

All this shit ain't going nowhere

The more weird you are is a reflection of how committed you are

To focusing on your shit

Uh

This that get back

In the kitchen cooking, whipping 'til my wrist snap

Same clothes for a week, they like where yo' drip at?

Why I never see you with no hoes? Where yo' bitch at?

Ya too worried 'bout the wrong things I need them big racks

Ya crashing out before making a impact

I could get rich just from speaking 'bout my mishaps

I don't gotta diss rap, I just gotta spit facts

Said it's more to it, so it's more to come

Still deliver like somebody order some'n?

Ya thought I was done? Thought I wasn't gon' eat?

I made my own cake when they left me all them crumbs

Sacrificing fun for the funds

Boy you couldn't walk a block in my Jordan 1's

Shorty still gon' eat me, we don't gotta go to brunch

The way we getting chicken brody went a bought a drum

You know where I'm from

Yeah

Let me cook (Let me cook)

I'm working I don't care how I look (I don't care)

You don't know the pain that it took

Had to make my own way, I ain't play it by the book

(Nah)

Let me cook (Let me cook)

Let me cook (Let me cook)

I done made a name off of rapping on a hook

Still moving round with the trappers and the crooks

I done made my own way, I ain't play it by the book

Let me cook

Let him cook

Let him cook now

Let him cook

I said let him cook

(Uh)

Okay let me pop my shit again

This is for them times when I couldn't win

A diamond in the rough still spitting gems

I know I been distant, I'm just working on my discipline

I'm designed different, I ain't nothing like them simpletons

Fuck a 9-5 this a 10 to 10

City full of sin, you get hated by many men

For trynna make a dollar outta 50 cent

And I'm really him

I see through these suckers trynna trick me with a grin

Fuck a friend, is you with me through the thick and thin?

If there's something I need to know is you gon' fill me in?

Did it for my dogs like the face of the Ruff Ryders

I done seen bro turn to ashes from gun powder

Watching for the backdoor like I'm a bus driver

Told that bitch I love her but all I got was lust out her

That's why I don't trust nada

(Uh)

Let me cook (Let me cook)

I'm working I don't care how I look (I don't care)

You don't know the pain that it took

Had to make my own way, I ain't play it by the book

(Nah)

Let me cook (Let me cook)

Let me cook (Let me cook)

I done made a name off of rapping on a hook

Still moving round with the trappers and the crooks

I done made my own way, I ain't play it by the book

Let me cook