| Cookin' Soul
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| Yeah
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| It’s all about a dollar man
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| Don’t let nobody else tell you anything otherwise
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| Unless it’s me
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| Uh
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| Leave my iPhone cracked if I take a loss
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| Know I’m gon get it back, I’m always on attack
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| Learn to let the money stack, homies turn to rats
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| When you deal with certain cats, they deserve the facts
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| Stay in constant meditation, always burning back
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| Wipe them ashes off my lap, you ain’t part of my set
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| It’s harder to maintain than it is to get
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| That’s why you hold on to it and don’t ever forget
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| That you did good with less just gotta deal with the stress
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| It’s part of the game
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| Sometimes things ain’t gon work out
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| How you think you want it to go
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| Sometimes you gotta keep going
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| When you think you can’t no more
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| Sometimes you can’t depend on
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| Who you think you can no more
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| Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and
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| Figure it out
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| Knowing your worth is half the battle
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| Keep fuck niggas out of your circle
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| Yeah they gon try to hurt you
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| See you focusing, they try to divert you
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| Being fake ain’t rare, it’s universal
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| That’s why I’ll never work with you
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| Family first, till I’m in the dirt
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| How these niggas bosses but they needing work
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| That’s exactly why I don’t believe em
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| Goals, set em, achieve em
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| Joints smoke em and leave em
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| Ten toes, no matter the season
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| Hot tub with my feet in
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| Living comfortably cheesing
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| Sometimes things ain’t gon work out
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| How you think you want it to go
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| Sometimes you gotta keep going
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| When you think you can’t no more
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| Sometimes you can’t depend on
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| Who you think you can no more
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| Sometimes you gotta try, gotta try and
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| Figure it out
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| You know what, playboy?
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| They always gonna wonder why
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| You gotta have a brand new car
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| Or why you gotta have the flyest watch
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| But you know what, playboy?
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| You just gotta keep doing you
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| Coz ain’t nobody do you better than you
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| You look good doing it too, playboy
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| And you know what else
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| Them haters, they just gon keep hating man
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| And when you on top, people always gon want your spot
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| But you know what, playboy?
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| It’s up to you whether you give it to them or not
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| So keep that in mind, playboy |