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a heavy world

It ain't your grandmama's no more
It ain't your mother or your brothers too
It's a heavy heavy world and lord, it's coming down on you

Gone
the ultimate ultimate hustler
You want it, I got it, you need it I'll get it, got it, get it, good
I'm the ultimate ultimate hustler
I'll sell your grandmama
say somethin'
When you was growin' up
And yo grandmama had plastic on the couch
I know all y'alls grandmamas had plastic on the couch
You know why
me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em sayin', "wow"
remember times my daddy, he wasn't there for me
They say I'm up, now the nigga tryna care for me
Grandmama always told me that my uncle gonna be something
She's a Blue Ridge cradle
She's a mother to some
And home to the laughter
Of road weary ones
So we'll sing all the old songs
Sing to grandmama
my grandmama said to me

Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass nigga
Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass
Shit don't
My grandaddy was a miner
But he finally saw the light
He didn't have much
Just a beat-up truck and a dream about a better life
Grandmama cried
it's on me (on me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em
it's on me (on me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It's a moment when I show up, got 'em
like Freddy Krueger

To the strippers I salute you,
Church girls Hallelujah
Even got your Grandmama twerk, twerking out a bloomer

To the strippers I
and grandmamas love you
'Cause that's all they know how to do
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress blues

Your wife said this
chastened
We have been patient

Grandmama was a Fenway fan
Even after Grandad died
I still remember her holding my hand
Taking me along for the ride
grandmama's nerves are bad
And everybody in the hood is mad
'Cause President Bush could give a damn
About our ass

So I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say
granny
Nobody loves me like my granny
Nobody loves me like my granny

Nobody loves you
Like a grandmama do
Nobody loves you
Like a grandmother do
the bitch to give me head and my grandmama's angry
I ain't give her nothing
Nah, Quavo ain't a lover
You think I give a fuck about a bitch, I ain't a sucker
Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in dis house
And whatever you do, don't you sit on grandmama's plastic
covered couch
Why is it that when
make a scene
I know your man ain't got nothin' on me
We need some time to pray some things
Your grandmama she raised a queen
I'ma put you where you
they be whiter than your teeth right?
Drank some big things on my grandmama couch
Hit some big things at my grandmama house
'Cause when you play
see the pain when you look into my eyes
Made it to thirty-nine, I guess my grandmama lie
She said I'll never make it to see twenty-one
My brother
what this West side shit about
I'mma pull up in a 'Rari at your grandmama's house, hey now
She got a nigga name in her mouth, hey now
T-O to M-O to ammo,
This is summing for the mix shows
Where you and your mama, grandmama, and great-grandmama live out the same drama
Where you and your father, father's
out the old school 'til it's up to par
Ain't gon' stop 'til I put grandmama in that four car garage
I can't give up on my brothers, they all that I
and grandmamas love you
'cause that's all they know how to do.
You never planned on the bombs in the sand
Or sleeping in your dress blues.

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