Cookin Soul
OG Kush
[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Late nights and long flights
Gold chains and champagne, n***a
Cuban links, Rolexes
Coupes, hard-tops
Yeah, look

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Now I'm smokin’ on some overseas Amsterdam shit
Kush weed, politickin' tryna make my plan stick
Push me, I'm too close to the edge, I’m smashed
I ain't that n***a thinkin' he gettin' a couple dollars a switch
I ain't your role model, I ain't on no positive shit
Emotional, by any means a n***a got to get rich
Ski mask schemes, my team's only logic is this
There's only one way up to go and that’s up outta this shit
Could you believe or did you see that I was the shit?
N***as slept, I woke ’em up like an alarm after 6
Look, I'm a hustler, you could tell just by the cars that I dip
Extra features, fully-loaded, like the broads that I flip
There’s not a bar that I'm gon' spit that's not a part of my script
And why witness ass n***as get arrested and snitch?
To the n***as lookin’ at me like a lick you could hit
We take rap to last n***a but he rested in piss

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n***a)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no bitch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash
[Verse 2: Blanco]
Yeah
Some of them say I'm super fly, some of them say I'm super dope
Some of them say I moved a lot, some of them say I'm pushin' coke
I'm a bad motherfucker
You claim to be a gangsta but you act like a sucka (Sucka)
No one really fuckin' with me
The type of hustler to get busted and still tuck a milli for a rainy day
Maybe just bail money
I love the Bay but the Bay actin' hella funny
I'm gettin' money now, you act funny style
I'm in the coupe doin' 'bout a hundred miles per hour
Drunk, full of powder
Bitch behind the wheel and a blunt full of sour
Long roadtrips and short-term relationships
Twenty five to life is the type of shit I'm faced with
And I ain't never scared, I'm just about everywhere
And I got platinum chains that I hardly ever wear

[Bridge: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, small things to a giant
I'm seasoned, fuck rentin', I'm buyin' that bitch
I'm seasoned, you can keep the change
I'm seasoned, catch me dippin' on the planes in the fast lane

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n***a)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no bitch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash
[Verse 3: B-Legit]
I got a H-I-V flow, pocket full of hepatitis C-notes
Some bright light, big night Bino
Talkin' to police'll get your G-pass revoked
If Gs don't talk to police, that's the G-Code
I'm fully-automatic like Jordan from the free throw
Quick on my feet like D. Rose
I done broke the only damn key to the keyhole
It's M-O-B, but I love it when she deepthroat
Yeah, starin' at the sky as the sun fall
And all my life I ball, I guess I'm gamed up, y'all
If I had to do it over again
Got your boy reminincisin', feelin' chills all over my skin
In order to win, you gotta push a line
Yeah, I fuck around but only with my own kind
And I'm seasoned like chicken in a paperbag
And you could always find a n***a where that money at

[Chorus: Kokane]
I'm seasoned, I just do what comes so naturally (Hustle, n***a)
I can't help myself 'cause I'm a G
You ain't never, ever seen no bitch in me (Nah)
While you talk a good game, I be in the streets gettin' this cash

[Outro]
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned
I'm seasoned