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点击复制Grandma’s Stove (feat. Musiq Soulchild) (Explicit) - Freddie Gibbs/Musiq Soulchild
Yeah I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't high I'd probably try to blow my brains out
I'm at grandmama's stove I drained the pot and scooped the 'caine out
And I can't write my raps because my tears might flood the page out
And we been on the road for like ten years
Keeping twenty blicks in a Sprinter van
Shows was hella empty but **** it I got my n***as in
Once I started poppin' I started flyin' them ******* in
Then I had a baby on E and ****** up the wedding plans
We could've fixed **** between us but I couldn't fight my demons
I never knew **** would lead us to child support subpoenas
Rap deadbeat daddy that's how they try to paint me
And that's a shame 'cause those that know me know I love my babies
Raven was a rat she scratched the Benzy and I dropped the charges
That ho know she'd never had my heart so she attacked my pockets
Gotta watch how you rockin' with these groupies this **** get retarded
If it wasn't me it'd be an athlete or another artist
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't high I'd probably try to blow my brains out
I rep that big VL I brought them T's and them Insanes out
You open that back door against the gang it'd be a bang out
The numbers is jumping left wrist cost a hundred and something
You selling eighths of thirty-eight ***** you thuggin' for nothing
For nothing
My n***a White beat two cases that was a God blessing
Yeah
He rich enough to leave the streets but he too hardheaded
All my n***as' energy is rap sell d**e
Ducking the reaper ain't no sleeping when you juggling both
My 'migo told me **** that rap **** 'cause that **** was a joke
Lambo can't get me in the booth I get my h****n in bulk
I gave Diego so much game I hope he take something from it
And I made plays for my n***a I pray he make something of it
The saddest part about success is that the hate come from it
I hit up Black got my first nine I paid like eight-somethin' for it yeah
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't high I'd probably try to blow my brains out
Them Gary streets was cold but I'm the one that made a lane out
When H got caught with work he never snitched or gave my name out
I love him for that
Benz start push a button for that
When you get rich
You might cut off some of your brothers for that for that
I bought a house out in Cali I made it out for real
Pop Smoke killed in the Hills that **** gave me the chills
Willy was my day one n***a we done been through some ****
Thought that I was never gon' see him after that Europe ****
N***a we was broke and we would share my food
I hate Jabree had to get killed for us to get back cool
A n***a stressing so I numb it with d**gs liquor and table dances
Need to slow my roll 'cause my daddy battling stomach cancer
Tryna chase my dream but I hate the **** that I'm runnin' after
Had some deadly beef with some rappers but that's another chapter
That's another chapter
I smoke an opp to take the pain out
Pull up at your show and air your ************* stage out
They caught me at The Box and sent some shots I sent some change out
Told them p***y n***as Get umbrellas it's gon' rain out ************
I smoke a opp to take the pain out
Pull up on your block and air your 'Rari or your Range out
They caught me at the light and sent some shots I sent some change out
I told them p***y n***as Get umbrellas it's gon' rain out ************
Oh yeah even if you bring an umbrella
Umbrella
You can't stop the pouring
No
You ignored the warnings
Warnings
Should've seen the signs
Signs
It's so hard to pretend
Hard to pretend
**** gets too real
Real
See I know no one's coming
No
So **** how you feel
How you feel how you feel
You should save yourself I can't save you
No
Time we lost can't make up
No
All them shots no chaser
No
Normal talk that's played out
I gave you all of me but obviously
It don't align with what you want or what I need
You don't reserve the right to parts of me
You could tell whoever 'bout your thoughts of me
No
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We appreciate your patience
While staying with us at the Triple S Hotel Resort and Casino
Hey Fred it's your mom
Calling to hear from you
Haven't heard from you in a while
Give me a call when you get a chance
I love you
Bye-bye
Soul Sold Separately