Maxo Kream – Grannies


Mama daddy kicked me out at fifteen while I’m renegading
He too old for that my granny said the streets gone’ take him under
Moved into appartments with my granny started going crazy

[Hook]
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
GD Cory riding with me let the shots go through the roof
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
They searched her car and let her go they almost charged her for a grammy
Two days later HPD pulled up and questioned aunty Trish
She knew I took her car and hit a lick but she ain’t tell ’em shit
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
That’s my favorite uncle on occasion he smoke crack cocaine
He caught his girlfriend cheating grabbed the Glock and shot ‘er in her ass
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’

My uncle Bo my granny youngest son he always doing extra
Never snitch betrayed the family but she always told my granny
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
Till he lost his life they shot him twice he tried to take some bundles
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
Moved in for the summer he was tired of living in a shelter
When I was twelve he got me high my first time ever smoking grass
Always hitting places when I’m jugging with my older brother
[Hook]
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it
[Verse 2]
Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
My granny’ oldest son is Alvin Jr. call him Uncle Main
Jammed up with them pigeons he got sentenced 42 in prison
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
Certified killer he the reason why I started Crippin’
Petty, thief and junkie but he always had my most respect
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
[Verse 1]
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
My cousin Pooh was Auntie’s older son that nigga never listened
When I was six I’ve seen him stab a nigga and he bled to death
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
Gotta hide my money dope and clothes that nigga steal whatever
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it
[Hook]
Whooped my ass he made me to a man I slanged his crack in vacants
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
One night we robbed the Asian lady let the police on pursuit
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it

Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
Bo was damn near 50 posted on the block with all the youngsters

Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
He turned me to a shooter said nobody gonna blast it for me
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
Every night I sneak out pull her keys out I’m driving paper chasing
Then my brother Ju moved in he fresh up out the penitentiary
Pooh he was a savage uncle Bo he raised a crash dummy
Aunty Trish was smoking on my weed she used to work my patience
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’
Aggravated, robbing, stealing, killing even shot some bitches
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
Up all night and sleep all day you never know his sleeping schedule