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KwolleM (Ft. AJ Tracey) – Grandma's Kitchen Lyrics

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KwolleM (Ft. AJ Tracey) – Grandma's Kitchen Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s ghetto food. That’s what they used to eat in the village … cos it’s cheap and cheerful
But it’s very [?]
Very [?]?
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Once in a lifetime
I got real ones I depend on when I’m needing a lifeline
You got demons
I don’t wanna fight man
I’ll let him come alive in the nighttime
Set up my shop with my EPs, albums
Now my stock blings like a white line
Any old friend or old link that never had faith gotta watch from the sideline
I got a family home and being at home means anywhere I’m with my family’s home
My shooter don’t shoot anymore
Plan A worked, I know his Plan B’s chrome
My corner shop’s too certi
He’s still got the Ribena with the sugar in
Ice-cold Magnums, twist like [?]
[?] I’m too [?]

[Chorus]
I just stepped in my grandma’s kitchen
Some beach through the window, everyting [?]
I see the brown stew, chicken, the rum punch kickin’
I’m blessed that my fam stick by me
Old tings try to spin back, blimey
I’m rare like a Mewtwo, shiny
Long days make stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum now my enemies all seem tiny

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I’m on track like Lewis
If I don’t go blind on the riddim like this then who is?
I crafted this flow on the block where the noodles rest in the bodily fluids
Pink Burbs for my nephew’s christening
But more time we got our hoods up like druids
You can’t say I never worked for this shit
Radios got hit with unlimited sewage
Hash spliff in the Vogue party
String vest, white ones, when I go carni
The most dangerous men on the planet are man that are broke got no nani
So I gotta stay far for you bums
Babe, look nice when the car for you comes
I deserve to enjoy in this life
True say I did miles on the path to the sums
I’m a mic selector, posted up at my newsagent, word to Dexter
Got my line up, had to swerve my lecture
Mixing [?] bars, got the perfect texture
Said, I’m a mic selector, posted up at my newsagent, word to Dexter
Got my line up, had to swerve my lecture
Mixing [?] bars, got the perfect texture

[Chorus]
Yeah, grah
I just stepped in my grandma’s kitchen
Some beach through the window, everyting [?]
I see the brown stew, chicken, the rum punch kickin’
I’m blessed that my fam stick by me
Old tings try to spin back, blimey
I’m rare like a Mewtwo, shiny
Long days make stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum now my enemies all seem tiny
I just stepped in my grandma’s kitchen
Some beach through the window, everyting [?]
I see the brown stew, chicken, the rum punch kickin’
I’m blessed that my fam stick by me
Old tings try to spin back, blimey
I’m rare like a Mewtwo, shiny
Long days make stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum now my enemies all seem tiny

[Outro]
Hahaha
32 … you are going to be [?]
Hahaha
Ooh, Johnny

This is the end of the Lyrics

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