[Intro: Stove God Cooks]
Uh
[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
Feds kicked the door, this the realest shit I never wrote
Baby mama sped up in the Benz screamin' "Let 'em go"
Killed my young nigga, was the realest one I ever known (Killed my y—)
Feds kicked the door, this the realest shit I never wrote (This the realest shit I never wrote)
Sun shinin' on my Black skin
Still got the birds going crazy, I'm tapped in
We was all broke, past tеnse, now we dance, bricks
Hеrmès alligator jacket, the MAC-10 (This the realest shit I never wrote)
[Verse 1: AZ]
Young, Black and belligerent back in them tenements
Backtrackin' my innocence, crack was the genesis
G-packs and Guinnesses, macks on the premises
All I envision is stacks when I reminisce
In the mix is mood swings, you do things
Chasin' cheddar, better lace your shoe strings
Few scheme, others hate, in other states
Your circle wrong, cases form another shape
Off the blake and set aside, look what arrived
Mobb Deep presence with my mother eyes, I come alive
Undenied is GOAT status, the most dappest
From old habits, I wrote classics, so graphic
Lost Phil, they killed Will, Paul dead
Trav did a twelve in the feds with my coke head
Low-res, picture blurry, peep the obituary
To fuck the world, you gotta switch it from missionary
Uh
[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
Feds kicked the door, this the realest shit I never wrote
Baby mama sped up in the Benz screamin' "Let 'em go"
Killed my young nigga, was the realest one I ever known (Killed my y—)
Feds kicked the door, this the realest shit I never wrote (This the realest shit I never wrote)
Sun shinin' on my Black skin
Still got the birds going crazy, I'm tapped in
We was all broke, past tеnse, now we dance, bricks
Hеrmès alligator jacket, the MAC-10 (This the realest shit I never wrote)
[Verse 1: AZ]
Young, Black and belligerent back in them tenements
Backtrackin' my innocence, crack was the genesis
G-packs and Guinnesses, macks on the premises
All I envision is stacks when I reminisce
In the mix is mood swings, you do things
Chasin' cheddar, better lace your shoe strings
Few scheme, others hate, in other states
Your circle wrong, cases form another shape
Off the blake and set aside, look what arrived
Mobb Deep presence with my mother eyes, I come alive
Undenied is GOAT status, the most dappest
From old habits, I wrote classics, so graphic
Lost Phil, they killed Will, Paul dead
Trav did a twelve in the feds with my coke head
Low-res, picture blurry, peep the obituary
To fuck the world, you gotta switch it from missionary
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