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Montrell Young - Grandmo Cooking Lyrics



Montrell Young - Grandmo Cooking Lyrics
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It was a lot of traffic getting here, it seem like every hour is rush hour
I'm just vibing, I might edit this shit out but they'll see
Just keep it running
Uh, Montrelle Young

Here we go, you let me know
They'll give me foot inside the door and let me Diverse?
Or will I be the movie's "black character die first"?
Living by the philosophy I must get mine first
Niggas gone play you just to find out how your mind works
You see Karma's a bitch that hit different like Grandmo Cooking,
She can pass a good ass whoopin' if needed to
Or maybe Mother Nature's a dirty bitch on her period
I might just take her out just to get her to take me serious,
Montrelle Young

No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
I think it's best I blame my-self
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to blame
And I'm hoping that he's okay with this
You're thanking God that you're living
I'm thanking God that I'm an Atheist
Get me a Arizona Tea, and two slices of pizza
I might forget that this a track, charging you for a feature
You overnight activist niggas claiming that you "woke" uh
The same niggas spend most of their life on Anesthesia
Popeye's Chicken Two Piece Biscuit, I need at least a
Snack or edible to paint yo picture Mona Lisa
Peep that reality could be like Grandmo Cooking,
She could pass a good ass whoopin' if needed to
A lonely trip with me, myself, and I and it get tough when we link
You ever slept on side of the street
Shit tougher than you think
But you just wanna fall asleep and hide your face 'cause you're embarrassed
Too young to remember it, but can't forget it happened
Or maybe Mother Nature's a dirty bitch on her period
I might just take her out just to get me to take me serious
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
I think it's best I blame my-self
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to
Blame yo muthaf*cking self, nigga
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to blame
Blame yo muthaf*cking self, nigga
It's no one else around to, blame
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It was a lot of traffic getting here, it seem like every hour is rush hour
I'm just vibing, I might edit this shit out but they'll see
Just keep it running
Uh, Montrelle Young

Here we go, you let me know
They'll give me foot inside the door and let me Diverse?
Or will I be the movie's "black character die first"?
Living by the philosophy I must get mine first
Niggas gone play you just to find out how your mind works
You see Karma's a bitch that hit different like Grandmo Cooking,
She can pass a good ass whoopin' if needed to
Or maybe Mother Nature's a dirty bitch on her period
I might just take her out just to get her to take me serious,
Montrelle Young

No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
I think it's best I blame my-self
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to blame
And I'm hoping that he's okay with this
You're thanking God that you're living
I'm thanking God that I'm an Atheist
Get me a Arizona Tea, and two slices of pizza
I might forget that this a track, charging you for a feature
You overnight activist niggas claiming that you "woke" uh
The same niggas spend most of their life on Anesthesia
Popeye's Chicken Two Piece Biscuit, I need at least a
Snack or edible to paint yo picture Mona Lisa
Peep that reality could be like Grandmo Cooking,
She could pass a good ass whoopin' if needed to
A lonely trip with me, myself, and I and it get tough when we link
You ever slept on side of the street
Shit tougher than you think
But you just wanna fall asleep and hide your face 'cause you're embarrassed
Too young to remember it, but can't forget it happened
Or maybe Mother Nature's a dirty bitch on her period
I might just take her out just to get me to take me serious
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
I think it's best I blame my-self
No longer look to you about the shit I don't know
Must embrace my pain, oh
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to
Blame yo muthaf*cking self, nigga
It's no one else around to blame
It's no one else around to blame
Blame yo muthaf*cking self, nigga
It's no one else around to, blame
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Writer: Montrell Young
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Performed By: Montrell Young
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Montrell Young

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