K-9 Wolf - Grandma's Stove

{hook: k-9 wolf}
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out

{verse 1: k-9 wolf}
'cause we came from broken family's
Got my broken niggas in the studio, we family
This is all i have kid we fighting for the grammy's
Tryna blow my brains out
Hater could you stay out?
I am not your playground
Too many empty shows yeah i'm not a fan of those
Self-esteem always fighting to live
I let it go once, i was to young for this shit
I got miles on this shit
Proud nigga, made me a proud nigga
Hardly a loud nigga, my music is overseas
I cut ties with the family when a nigga left school
It's cool, i always wanted to be undisturbed (life hurts)
And every day i wake and i..

{hook: k-9 wolf}
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out

{verse 2: k-9 wolf}
My heart is so resentful
And i don't blame her leaving
It my choice to not deal with my demons
But i thought she couldn't see 'em
50 thousands followers?
Who the fuck you talking to?
I got no believe in you
Come beat me up, do it better than my father did
Always had problems, longing for belonging
I got to attached so i never open up
But i put it in the music
I know you fucken listening
Hater come and judge me
I'm not hiding from your tormentors
Wish i never made that sma video
Some things i can't recover from (life hurts)
But anyway i wake and i

{hook: k-9 wolf}
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out

{verse 2: m4d x}
Yeah
Grandma's stove
Promised that i'd bring more to the pot
This is a plot of how i'd made it through a lot
Keep up the score 'cause we plannin' to go get more
Grandma's stew, took a bite, maybe a few
This shit a trip, i thought the bitch had been for keeps
But she done keep all these money i made for trips
Attacked my pockets, she been reachin', ain't that a bitch?
That made my pockets trip
When they empty they start to itch
Too many innocents got hit
Encouraging these young ass kids to start walkin wit' blicks
Encouraging these young ass kids to start-up hittin' licks
Ain't even safe for idols to just stop by for a pic
I might just blow my brains out 'cause i ain't high gettin' enough
When i just got a stain, they said i should be tough enough
This what we go through on a daily, trust me it exhausts
But as a man i just stay quiet no matter the cost
Uh, so i just

{hook: k-9 wolf}
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out
I smoke a blunt and take the pain out
And if i wasn't high i'd probably try to blow my brains out
At grandma's stove, i drain the pot and scoop the cane out
And i can't write my raps because my tears might flood the pages out

{outro}
Does it hurt?
What?
Dying?
Haha, life hurts