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Yeah, I ain't been to sleep in so long
We off

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

Diddy bopping down Lexington, foreign women check for him
I done seen the best of men drunk reading New Testament
All these niggas pussy, trust me, I can peep their estrogen
Keep the heater tucked, it clean you up just like it's Mexican
Narcs was text messaging, if you cop no less than ten
Hustle with my next to kin, bless them like your reverend
Pussies packed with heroin, I done seen some spooky shit
You know we shot your man, but you ain't had the heart to do this shit
I earn for keeps, disturb the peace, I feel like Ludacris
I swerve in Jeeps, time to burn the streets for all this foolishness
Niggas jeans still tight, guess you dressing European
Smoking dust in your dutch
They tried to rob, they heard I'm rein'



The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy



The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

Twenty-eight grams in an ounce
Thirty-six o's in a kilo, my connect like El Chapo
Nephew name was Carleto
Drop me off in that pot, let me dry on that napkin
Then chop me up on that plate
After that you should get to bagging
The epidemic, we pushing limits
Take over buildings, like fuck the tenets, won't leave no witness
This shit ridiculous, I seen mothers change they pipe before they change they daughter diaper
Trips to the island, back and forth, just touring Rikers
Money spinning off the pen, see I'm a threat to all the writers
Foreign women, thick and slim, let's get 'em in, they all are like us
[?], the strip was rocking, Nick was changing all the prices
The rides was short of [?], flashing lights was all enticing

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready
I got to work, watch it cook, time to go already
The way I'm moving through these streets, they think I'm on already
I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy
Dave East Baking Soda 55687 2337255

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