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letra de grandma's stove - freddie gibbs

[chorus: freddie gibbs]
yeah, i smoke a blunt to take the pain out
and if i wasn’t high, i’d probably try to blow my brains out
i’m at grandmama’s stove, i drained the pot and scooped the ‘caine out
and i can’t write my raps because my tears might flood the page out

[verse 1: freddie gibbs]
and we been on the road for like ten years, keeping twenty bl!cks in a sprinter van
shows was h-lla empty, but f-ck it, i got my n-ggas in
once i started poppin’, i started flyin’ them b-tches in
then i had a baby on e and f-cked up the wedding plans
we could’ve fixed sh-t between us, but i couldn’t fight my demons
i never knew sh-t would lеad us to child support subpoenas
rap deadbeat daddy, that’s how thеy try to paint me
and that’s a shame ’cause those that know me know i love my babies
raven was a rat, she scratched the benzy and i dropped the charges
that ho know she’d never had my heart, so she attacked my pockets
gotta watch how you rockin’ with these groupies, this sh-t get r-t-rded
if it wasn’t me, it’d be an athlete or another artist
[chorus: freddie gibbs]
i smoke a blunt to take the pain out
and if i wasn’t high, i’d probably try to blow my brains out
i rep that big vl, i brought them t’s and them insanes out
you open that back door against the gang, it’d be a bang out

[verse 2: freddie gibbs]
the numbers is jumping, left wrist cost a hundred and something
you selling eighths of thirty-eight, b-tch, you thuggin’ for nothing (for nothing)
my n-gga white beat two cases, that was a god blessing (yeah)
he rich enough to leave the streets, but he too hardheaded
all my n-ggas’ energy is rap, sell dope
ducking the reaper, ain’t no sleeping when you juggling both
my ‘migo told me f-ck that rap sh-t ’cause that sh-t was a joke
lambo can’t get me in the booth, i get my heroin in bulk
i gave diego so much game, i hope he take something from it
and i made plays for my n-gga, i pray he make something of it
the saddest part about success is that the hate come from it
i hit up black, got my first nine, i paid like eight-somethin’ for it, yeah

[chorus: freddie gibbs]
i smoke a blunt to take the pain out
and if i wasn’t high, i’d probably try to blow my brains out
them gary streets was cold, but i’m the one that made a lane out
when h got caught with work, he never snitched or gave my name out
[verse 3: freddie gibbs]
i love him for that
benz start, push a b-tton for that
when you get rich, you might cut off some of your brothers for that, for that
i bought a house out in cali, i made it out for real
pop smoke k!lled in the hills, that sh-t gave me the chills
w-lly was my day one n-gga, we done been through some sh-t
thought that i was never gon’ see him after that europe sh-t
n-gga, we was broke and we would share my food
i hate jabree had to get k!lled for us to get back cool
a n-gga stressing so i numb it with drugs, liquor, and table dances
need to slow my roll ’cause my daddy battling stomach cancer
tryna chase my dream, but i hate the sh-t that i’m runnin’ after
had some deadly beef with some rappers, but that’s another chapter (that’s another chapter)

[chorus: freddie gibbs]
i smoke an opp to take the pain out
pull up at your show and air your motherf-ckin’ stage out
they caught me at the box and sent some shots, i sent some change out
told them p-ssy n-ggas, “get umbrellas, it’s gon’ rain out,” motherf-cker
i smoke a opp to take the pain out
pull up on your block and air your ‘rari or your range out
they caught me at the light and sent some shots, i sent some change out
i told them p-ssy n-ggas, “get umbrellas, it’s gon’ rain out,” motherf-cker

[verse 4: musiq soulchild]
oh, yeah, even if you bring an umbrella (umbrella)
you can’t stop the pouring (no)
you ignored the warnings (warnings)
should’ve seen the signs (signs)
it’s so hard to pretend (hard to pretend)
sh-t gets too real (real)
see, i know no one’s coming (no)
so f-ck how you feel (how you feel, how you feel)
you should save yourself, i can’t save you (no)
time we lost, can’t make up (no)
all them shots, no chaser (no)
normal talk, that’s played out
i gave you all of me, but obviously
it don’t align with what you want or what i need
you don’t reserve the right to parts of me
you could tell whoever ’bout your thoughts of me (no)
[outro]
we apologize for the noise and disturbance on the penthouse floors
we assure you we are currently investigating the matter
we appreciate your patience while staying with us at the triple s hotel, resort, and casino

soul sold separately

- freddie gibbs

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