G MAYY - RECIPE

You been tryna find my place
Google maps to where I stay
Security meet you at the gate yeah
Now they send you on the way
We had our problems yesterday
My mind was in and out of space yeah
This money don't me shit if you ain't next to me
I can't turn my back on anybody wishing well for me
I know it's people who can't see the vision carefully
We spreading peace with the music that's the recipe
You say you wanna go and go your way
So why you try to play me anyway
You said that you had feelings I could trust
Well baby you should know I'm here to stay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Take off in a wraith
But I love the way she taste
And shawty gave a nigga faith yeah
And she know I'm bout the bank
They fuck with you I grabbed the Drac
And I might have to catch a case yeah
Yeah, but I stand ten toes I can never fold
No time in my day to get caught up with no hoe
Been too focused on money runnin' up the digits nigga
These niggas talking money they ain't getting figgas
How the fuck you give advice but yeen even did it nigga
So what you want to talk about
There ain't shit to talk about
I been on the gram lately yeah they see me popping now
Watch me balling now
Niggas pressed about this life I'm living cuz they know I'm up now
Shawty say I'm cold but I really set the tone
Working on myself I gotta play that role
Diamonds one me but I started from the stones
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But this money don't mean shit if you ain't next to me
I can't let these niggas get to close they start to testing me
Years in the games so don't think you bout to check a G
I knew this shit was over once I got the fucking recipe
Now we got it, what they saying?
Really bout it I ain't playing
Still remember when I didn't take this shit as motivation
Mix that with some dedication, I'm beyond the preparation
But I still believe in patience
Moving round the globe with some hope that we would make it
If you really know me this is history in the making
Always kept it real I could never ever fake it
I'm really bout to pop off on theses niggas in the way
904 is where I lay 305 around the way
205 made a niggga 515 I'm with the gang
We was out there chasing dreams
Tryna come up with a play
Still praying for my dawgs
But we went our separate ways
Gotta thank the lord that we made it
All them days we was broke and we waited
Now bitches in the DM like I'm famous
On occasion she just tell me that she's jaded
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But this money don't mean shit if you ain't next to me
I can't let these niggas get to close they start to testing me
Years in the game so don't think you bout to check a G
Knew this shit was over once i got the fucking recipe

Written by:
Garrett May

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