Grandma Boy lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm a real hustler I'm full from my work
Before I ask for money I'd rather ask for a burner
Went the whole year with same shoes
I'm stuck in the trap like I got something to prove
My nightmares is reality
Can't blame me a n*gga had to eat
I was waitin' for a lick all week
62 grams of coke wasn't cheap

[Chorus]

I drop the cuatro turn that b*tch to cinco
f*ck a gang indictment we gon' catch the RICO
Pull up in a X6 like I'm Vin Diesel
I'm drugrixh my whole life is illegal
Don't approach me if you ain't sellin' me sum'n
I used to have roaches and I gave n*ggas packs
Real cokе boy like I be with French and thеm
Hit a lick for them bricks we splittin' em
My whole family hope I make it rappin'
Tryna move my uncle out my grandma attic
I promised Auntie I'ma buy her a new stove
Right before they violated me on parole
I'm a real n*gga Ion cap in my raps
I ain't never push another n*gga pack
Ion know what it feel like to sit on my ass
You don't know what it feel like to cook up the glass
[Verse]

Ion know what it feel like to have no dad
You don't know what it feel like to fight for your life
I can look in your eyes and tell that you pus*y
f*ck up out the kitchen b*tch when I'm cookin'
Eighteen-hundred for a pound of some mid?
It's a drought on weed? I know how to rob
Run down on me you better pray to God
.44 Bulldog knock his leg off
I was locked up with some real killers
My lil' homie copped out to life
He really caught a body when they thought he was cappin'
He told me go home and stay with that rappin'
I told him "I got you n*gga, I'ma do that"
I ain't no rapper I speak how I feel
Don't confuse me with these internet n*ggas
If he don't die we gon' finish that n*gga

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm a real hustler I'm full from my work
Before I ask for money I'd rather ask for a burner
Went the whole year with same shoes
I'm stuck in the trap like I got something to prove
My nightmares is reality
Can't blame me a n*gga had to eat
I was waitin' for a lick all week
62 grams of coke wasn't cheap
[Chorus]

I drop the cuatro turn that b*tch to cinco
f*ck a gang indictment we gon' catch the RICO
Pull up in a X6 like I'm Vin Diesel
I'm drugrixh my whole life is illegal
Don't approach me if you ain't sellin' me sum'n
I used to have roaches and I gave n*ggas packs
Real coke boy like I be with French and them
Hit a lick for them bricks we splittin' em
My whole family hope I make it rappin'
Tryna move my uncle out my grandma attic
I promised Auntie I'ma buy her a new stove
Right before they violated me on parole
I'm a real n*gga Ion cap in my raps
I ain't never push another n*gga pack
Ion know what it feel like to sit on my ass
You don't know what it feel like to cook up the glass