Grandmotha Grave Kevin Gates

Letra de Grandmotha Grave

Mannequin the f-f-f-first
They wanna [?]
I be havin' good days
Then I be havin' days that hit me like a ton of bricks
Stay focused

Out the mud, makin' runs
In a lil' hotel
My dawg, one of my favorite ones
He don't wish me well (He don't wish me well)
Then someone else flip the coin
Here's the tail (Here's the tail)
Wouldn't turn 'em onto my yea
But he gon' kiss and tell (He gon' kiss and tell )
But that's a bet
Main men, can't have this excitement
Fallin', we could play around well I can't stay 'til [?]
Three strikes then you swing now
I don't even say goodbye love
This light low, I just lay low [?]
I ain't been dealin' with entities
Move a lil' differently, really be powerin' it up
Intimate dealin' continually, givin' me energy, she finna power me up
I triple, triple the free heart
And an open mind, change overnight
Relationships on the wrong side
Left old friends on the road side
Giddy up, say "Woah, nah"
Bread Winners, can't slow down
Swear I feel it in my soul, right now
Spinnin' out of control right now
Prayers for innocent women and men, the way they corrupted the case
I'm makin' plans for bidness, I get it again, distribute it back in the safe
They wanna hit big brotha, hit one on the run and the doc reconstructed his face
Loaded, the plug with a couple of federal judges and they won't deny me I'm Gates
I had to plot to the rough age, I cried and I suffered and then I elevated in rank
I know my grandma don't love me, I come out the gutta, I put a lil' smile on her face
I had got tired to her sufferin', finally recoverin', kinda wish she woulda' stayed
I can't retire from hustlin', lot of new customers, im in here grindin' with [?]
Seem like the world used to love me, now all of a sudden they got a problem with Gates
I really feel like you bluffin', that shit don't mean nothin', I know that a lot of 'em fake
I can put that in an oven, the touch of a button and all of the problem can bake
I must be guided by somethin', I'm kinda reluctant and I don't got nothin' to say
How 'bout we get off the subject? I'm already covered and I got a cut on the plate
How 'bout I do my lil' doggy, the juggers they love me, they way I be pumpin' the bass
She know how I do my lil' oven, she want the Christian, the way I be cuffin' her waist
You used to call her when I used to cut her
She comfortable, she only come for the cake
She go to workin' when under the cover
I'm thrustin' that lumber inside of her place
I used to like when your body on top of me, though we'll never be nothin' again
There's not a day that go by when you look deep inside, that you know that you made a mistake
I know we'll never nothin' again
That's on my grandmotha grave

That's on my grandmotha grave (Grandmotha grave)
That's on my grandmotha grave (Abuelita)
That's on my grandmotha grave (Abuelita)
That's on my grandmotha grave
That's on my grandmotha grave (Abuelita)
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