"Grandma's Baby" lyrics
Young Stoner Life Lyrics
(feat. Bslime & Veeze)
(Vij0hn locked in this motherfucker)
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby, I'm a grandma baby
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
I'm on medication, sippin' syrup, patient
On my knees talkin' to God, why the Devil chasin'?
Lately, I been faded
I been talkin' to my kid and look at me, I made it
Yeah, I see they faces
Pray for my homie, he been fiendin', give him a reason
Rollin' dice, thinkin' 'bout Beanie, my uncle Beanie
Welcome to lil' Haiti
We put Dracos on a baby, I'm ghetto crazy
Auntie strung out on them drugs, she hallucinatin'
Auntie didn't forget my face, she say I'm her favorite
Hit the block, I'm with the paper to run my pape' up
I was raised around the money, abused the favors
Takeoff like a rocket, rest in peace to Take
Rest in peace to Keed, I had fucked her, she was nameless
Bitch had pushed up on me like, "Say, twin, what you bangin'?"
I been on the same shit, slatty, I been stainin'
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby, but my mama saved me
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
Hit like twenty bitches in the club, they all Texan
My mama used to help me scam, I'm buyin' her whatever (Yeah, on God)
I'm usin' Saint Laurent for T-shirts, but the logo leather (Logo leather, yeah)
I really got it out the mud, I'm pourin' up forever (Pourin' forever)
Ridin' in red, them niggas who ain't give me nothin'
Made fifty grand, four boys and I was under pressure (Trippin')
Sellin' cocaine when we was minor, couldn't get in trouble (Was kids)
Can't pay your way up out the system, you got niggas tuggin'
My ex, she special, I buy her Christian and Margiela (Buy that shit)
Tonight, I'm blazin', I'm kickin' shit with Jeffrey nephew (With The 5ives)
Walk through the strip club to the kitchen 'cause I got the weapon (Bop)
I'm just a slide, I need a nap, BDime
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby
But my mama saved me
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
I can't do no wrong
Yeah, I can't do no wrong
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby, I'm a grandma baby
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
I'm on medication, sippin' syrup, patient
On my knees talkin' to God, why the Devil chasin'?
Lately, I been faded
I been talkin' to my kid and look at me, I made it
Yeah, I see they faces
Pray for my homie, he been fiendin', give him a reason
Rollin' dice, thinkin' 'bout Beanie, my uncle Beanie
Welcome to lil' Haiti
We put Dracos on a baby, I'm ghetto crazy
Auntie strung out on them drugs, she hallucinatin'
Auntie didn't forget my face, she say I'm her favorite
Hit the block, I'm with the paper to run my pape' up
I was raised around the money, abused the favors
Takeoff like a rocket, rest in peace to Take
Rest in peace to Keed, I had fucked her, she was nameless
Bitch had pushed up on me like, "Say, twin, what you bangin'?"
I been on the same shit, slatty, I been stainin'
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby, but my mama saved me
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
Hit like twenty bitches in the club, they all Texan
My mama used to help me scam, I'm buyin' her whatever (Yeah, on God)
I'm usin' Saint Laurent for T-shirts, but the logo leather (Logo leather, yeah)
I really got it out the mud, I'm pourin' up forever (Pourin' forever)
Ridin' in red, them niggas who ain't give me nothin'
Made fifty grand, four boys and I was under pressure (Trippin')
Sellin' cocaine when we was minor, couldn't get in trouble (Was kids)
Can't pay your way up out the system, you got niggas tuggin'
My ex, she special, I buy her Christian and Margiela (Buy that shit)
Tonight, I'm blazin', I'm kickin' shit with Jeffrey nephew (With The 5ives)
Walk through the strip club to the kitchen 'cause I got the weapon (Bop)
I'm just a slide, I need a nap, BDime
Okay, I'm back, I made it, look at all they faces
See the stars on the doors, this where here the ladies
I was trappin' in the bando, I'm a project baby
Yes, the streets raised me, I'm a grandma baby
But my mama saved me
I grabbed the pad and the pen and wrote my life out
I'm shootin' dice inside the safe, hope I don't crap out, crap out
Can't too many niggas tell you that I had my hand out
I been knockin' pins down, I can't do no wrong
I can't do no wrong
Yeah, I can't do no wrong
