Recipie - K.A.A.N., Dem Jointz, Bleverly Hills

Don’t throw off my energy, you killing my high

They want the recipe, my slice of the pie

Said I’ll let 'em rest in peace, before I divide

What’s mines is mine, from nine to nine

I get up and

Flow like a river, it run like a faucet

I’m in my element, nigga you lost it

I’m on my shit, my nigga you off it

I play the field like I’m Kenny Lofton

You got it backwards, that’s some Kriss Kross shit

I’ve been on point, yeah that’s some Chris Paul shit

I payed the price, I know what the cost is

I play it close like I’m Shaq in Orlando

I BMX when I flex with no handles

My backbone straight, you can see what I stand for

I dropped a bomb on the bitch like a anvil

Guess I got sick of this shit, it’s a landfill

Nobody move till I say, that’s a standstill

They yelling Boom By Yay, feel like the man there

I take my pride and what they take for granted

Call me the champ, bitch I feel amped

I’m in the game, you in the stands

I took a shot, I took a chance

You throw a stone then hide your hand

Why you play it how you play it?

Why you do it how you do it?

Why you movin' how you movin'?

Man these motherfuckers clueless

Niggas ain’t made it

I need hits like a writer, fist full of paper

Niggas ain’t jaded

Yeah this shit look crazy, been sedated here lately

Tryna upgrade it, trying my patience, tryna be gracious

Vision like Lasik, niggas so basic

We not adjacent, don’t come around

Don’t throw off my energy, you killing my high

They want the recipe, my slice of the pie

Said I’ll let 'em rest in peace, before I divide

What’s mines is mine, from nine to nine

I get up and

Flow like a river, it run like a faucet

I’m in my element, nigga you lost it

I’m on my shit, my nigga you off it

I play the field like I’m Kenny Lofton

You got it backwards, that’s some Kriss Kross shit

I’ve been on point, yeah that’s some Chris Paul shit

I payed the price, I know what the cost is

I gotta move, gotta pick it up

No we don’t do the particulars

No I don’t smile for the cameras

Tell 'em bet it back and raise the ante up

Tell 'em take a page out of my manuscript

You’re with it, I can’t handle it

Niggas A. I, this shit artificial

They gon' play dumb when we got an issue

But I will leave a fuck nigga flustered

Can’t catch up with what you muster

Kinda more than off, I’ma bust first

I don’t do the rumors, fuck what you heard

Got my hands dirty 'cause I do work

Kept it straight and steady, nigga you swerve

Hit the light switch, yeah I might bitch

Blow the building up like I’m ISIS

Run a clean route, Jerry Rice shit

Put the whole game in my vices

Niggas been known I’m decisive

Call me Phil Jack with an icepack

Run a play, ride it, run it right back

In the same night, how you like that?

Call it now, number’s passe, Jack

Feeling like Diddy telling 'em «take that, take that»

You can have it when I’m finished

My shit real, authentic

Your shit fake, augmented

My status eminent

My feet set lil nigga

Get what you get, you get it?

Really don’t make no difference

Bitch don’t come 'round

Don’t throw off my energy, you killing my high

They want the recipe, my slice of the pie

Said I’ll let 'em rest in peace, before I divide

What’s mines is mine, from nine to nine

I get up and

Flow like a river, it run like a faucet

I’m in my element, nigga you lost it

I’m on my shit, my nigga you off it

I play the field like I’m Kenny Lofton

You got it backwards, that’s some Kriss Kross shit

I’ve been on point, yeah that’s some Chris Paul shit

I payed the price, I know what the cost is