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Ace Fresco - Let Em Cook Lyrics



Ace Fresco - Let Em Cook Lyrics




I cut dead weight out my life cause that shit works for me
Complain and stress what's your excuse go get that surgery
My bro locked up kicked out of school he earned his first degree
I say what I mean I'm mean when I say I'm fresh out of courtesy
She throw that ass I'm in that bitch there ain't no bitch in me
I lose my interest when I'm stuck left on delivering
I'm walking in and out her life sis I was visiting
A future I don't see with her what I'm envisioning
And I'm not here to make an entrance just a cameo
Either niggas think shit sweet or that's the status quo
The realest niggas dying breed I checked the ratio
I'm hall of fame and other niggas playing story mode
A lot of talk and ain't no proof where's the portfolio
You say you did but you forgot to turn the cameras on
You throw it up I catch it tuck it like I'm Julio
Cause you get hits or you get out like Joe DiMaggio
And I don't know but what I know is this ain't asinine
I'm insane but if they ask just say I'm borderline
I'm Michael Jordan in the eighties not even my prime
I'm catching bodies looking deadly cause I'm undersized
My last girl Lauren blocked me cause I had her acting dumb
She got me look at her asking you know where I'm from
And I don't put up with no bullshit I'm my momma's son
I'm a fugitive at heart so know I'm on the run
Yes I'm on the run
And I'm like can't you tell
Every time I win like that's a medal on the shelf
I sent her back home to the streets and told her wish me well
I laughed she cried she curse my name and said she wish me hell

But what's hell to a hellboy
While I flex like a deltoid
Been on the global tip my passport sick I'm in need of some airborne
I hear no evil I see no evil unless there's a mirror I'm honest
I act in a way incarnate
I act in a way
I said no cap no kizzy
I was down to get busy but they heard that they thought I was bluff
So now I'm out here wicked
You can click that ticket tripping you don't think I'm up
I'm bold with the way I move
With the way I talk with the way I act I'm tough
You can try pull my card
I'm the ace in the deck
Play me well you might as well flush
Bad man Mike Jack popping
I don't need a aid or a Plan B or even a crutch
Got a FN all on my hip
I'm not feeling nothing in the world
Not even a munch
You look at her twitter she eat me for dinner
We are not the same don't at me
Aye are (AR) you ok
I'm triggering when I coming with the news just asking
Well actually
I don't give a f*ck if you know
I can be a bastard and a best bro
Though I'm an asset I'm asshole
Don't tempt me
I came for the fire but I stay for the smoke
I laugh for a while but there ain't no joke
Shot at your neck just wait for the next I got plenty
F*ck around let em cook they said
Don't get mad I'm here and I'm f*cking this bitch up
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English

I cut dead weight out my life cause that shit works for me
Complain and stress what's your excuse go get that surgery
My bro locked up kicked out of school he earned his first degree
I say what I mean I'm mean when I say I'm fresh out of courtesy
She throw that ass I'm in that bitch there ain't no bitch in me
I lose my interest when I'm stuck left on delivering
I'm walking in and out her life sis I was visiting
A future I don't see with her what I'm envisioning
And I'm not here to make an entrance just a cameo
Either niggas think shit sweet or that's the status quo
The realest niggas dying breed I checked the ratio
I'm hall of fame and other niggas playing story mode
A lot of talk and ain't no proof where's the portfolio
You say you did but you forgot to turn the cameras on
You throw it up I catch it tuck it like I'm Julio
Cause you get hits or you get out like Joe DiMaggio
And I don't know but what I know is this ain't asinine
I'm insane but if they ask just say I'm borderline
I'm Michael Jordan in the eighties not even my prime
I'm catching bodies looking deadly cause I'm undersized
My last girl Lauren blocked me cause I had her acting dumb
She got me look at her asking you know where I'm from
And I don't put up with no bullshit I'm my momma's son
I'm a fugitive at heart so know I'm on the run
Yes I'm on the run
And I'm like can't you tell
Every time I win like that's a medal on the shelf
I sent her back home to the streets and told her wish me well
I laughed she cried she curse my name and said she wish me hell

But what's hell to a hellboy
While I flex like a deltoid
Been on the global tip my passport sick I'm in need of some airborne
I hear no evil I see no evil unless there's a mirror I'm honest
I act in a way incarnate
I act in a way
I said no cap no kizzy
I was down to get busy but they heard that they thought I was bluff
So now I'm out here wicked
You can click that ticket tripping you don't think I'm up
I'm bold with the way I move
With the way I talk with the way I act I'm tough
You can try pull my card
I'm the ace in the deck
Play me well you might as well flush
Bad man Mike Jack popping
I don't need a aid or a Plan B or even a crutch
Got a FN all on my hip
I'm not feeling nothing in the world
Not even a munch
You look at her twitter she eat me for dinner
We are not the same don't at me
Aye are (AR) you ok
I'm triggering when I coming with the news just asking
Well actually
I don't give a f*ck if you know
I can be a bastard and a best bro
Though I'm an asset I'm asshole
Don't tempt me
I came for the fire but I stay for the smoke
I laugh for a while but there ain't no joke
Shot at your neck just wait for the next I got plenty
F*ck around let em cook they said
Don't get mad I'm here and I'm f*cking this bitch up
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Writer: Marcus Greene
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Ace Fresco
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Marcus Greene

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