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Cook It Down Lyrics - Fear Of God - Pusha T

I went ahead and asked God for forgiveness 

So now I'm just asking you to listen 

I'm living in a World, where my truth can be my lynching 

Last words "fuck you all" feel the ropes tension 

I'll never compromise, in it 'til the powder dries 

Best friends drowned in quick sand and help you cowards rise 

I floss in their honor, there legacy's in bottles 

Make them walk like their 30 years is right around the corner 

We was all fucking Shawna, you and E was fucking on her 

I was jealous when you both said her mouth was like piranha 

Yeah, spend money like we print money 

Buck fifty on the car, that's little Dent money 

The AC is forever broke, that's vent money 

Cocaine snowballed from gambling my rent money 

Everyday struggle get money, get the crown for 

Always thinking big now they praying for downfall 

 

Say you telling on me, told them folks bout me 

All this coke round me like it floats round me 

Cook it down, cook it down, you know that I cook it down 

Cook it down everytime I come around 

I just bought the house, put the pent on it 

No rent couple hundred K spent on it 

Cook it down, cook it down, you know that I cook it down 

Cook it down everytime I come around 

 

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Got me loooking at the crown from a birdseye view 

Cause I hit the ground running from the birds I flew 

Now I'm standing at the top from the words I drew 

Rap shit'll drive you crazy, it done drove Shyne Jew 

Mazel tov, now I'm hotter than a Molotov 

Tell Lyor I need a million for my monologues 

A small price for my cocaine catalogue 

Scalp the coupe like a tomahawk 

Travelodge stories, I pray that you ignore me 

If you can't feel the joy off a hustler in his glory 

Hiding money in a wall from the first to third story 

ATL, Glenridge, condo's true story 

A man of everything that I say I am 

A little better than the fans, hope and pray I am 

Weed the jokers out the deck and just play my hand 

Smokers getting stuck and going nuts like it's Peter Pan 

 

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