Grandma's Hands Video (MV)

Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands with me when she drank

Her hands tucked me in at night
Used her hands to kneel me at her side
Twenty-three psalms before we closed our eyes
Still waters leadin' me beside

Own Ashby, learn hospitality
Grandma's hands cookin' meals
Dollar shots, no juice just gin
This is where my life began

Grandma's hands wrinkle skin
Carry me then wipe my rear
Take no ish, yo little dear
Matriarch by the night
Hustlin' by our morning light
Salmon served with grits and rice
Whole house smellin' nice
Drick and ran them streets
Poison ivy on my feet
Brown little Jack and Jill
Grandma taught us how to heal
Counted many dollar bills
Rifle close so no one steals
Never did we miss a meal
Your house, kids were always kids
Kept a close eye on our souls
Real grandma vibes
Knew how much I could thrive
Far ahead of my time
Till that shot burned your throat
Salt made it less worse
Till that bullet split your chest
Shot by your own flesh
This verse here for Bertha Mae
Greatest grandma laid to rest
Saw it on the news by myself
It was a sad day

Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands whooped me when she drank
Her hands tucked me in that night
Used her hands to kneel me at her side
Twenty-three psalms before we close our eyes
Still waters leaded me beside
Her hands tucked me in at night
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray

This second verse, this for Lillie Mae
We kneeled next to the bed
Ain't want for anything
Close my eyes, slept in green pasture
Next to still waters
Look at me now
Always prayin' with my little daughter
Grandma in the pictures
Making moves
Life is rarely hollow
Deprivation comes in many forms
Yours in splits with arrows

Separated from your soulmate
Sent you off your ship
From that same man
Lillie damn near cut her roots
That's when gin got closer
Drunken words
Spoke her truth
Little girl didn't understand
Granny's growing pains
I inherited
So I had to change my last name
Through that bottle hid
Sorrows drunk it like there's no tomorrow
Saw her pain
Told my father in this
Life there's one author
From God she came to God
She returned
Through the valley shadow of her death
I mourn

Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands whooped me when she drank
Her hands tucked me in that night
Used her hands to kneel me at her side
Twenty-three psalms before we close our eyes
Still waters leaded me beside
Her hands tucked me in at night
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray

Grandma's hands locked the front door
Watched over me while dad was at work
Peaked on the back porch
Underneath trees
Playing spades past the sunset
Hand gave us frozen water
Sun thawed em out
Nutritionist cooked
So you know she from the south
Perry Homes Library
Middle of the projects
Read every chance
I get numbers offset
Grandma's hands picked fruits
Blueberries Rose bush

Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands whooped me when she drank
Her hands tucked me in that night
Used her hands to kneel me at her side
Twenty-three psalms before we close our eyes
Still waters leaded me beside
Her hands tucked me in at night
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray

Single Promise
Sharecropper's dreams
Removing dead weeds
Often wonder why maternal sides get the most seeds
Most seeds
Grandma's hands showed me how to pray
Grandma's hands whooped me when she drank
Her hands tucked me in that night
Used her hands to kneel me at her side