Grannies - Maxo Kream

Wake up in the morning, load my pistol, can’t leave home without it

Come from where you see a lot of bodies, but don’t talk about it

Hard to find the plug, I middleman’d that package on consignment

Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers, all in public housing

Uncle Bo was stealing from my Granny, can’t leave shit around here

Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry, can’t leave food around here

Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her car and went out servin', robbin'

Grinding with my family through the struggle, hold 'em down regardless

Mama, Daddy kicked me out at fifteen, wildin', renegadin'

Moved into apartments with my Granny, started going crazy

Then my brother Ju moved in, he fresh up out the penitentiary

Whooped my ass, he made me to a man, I slanged his crack in vacants

Aunty Trish was smoking up my weed, she used to work my patience

Every night I sneak off with her keys, I’m driving, paper chasing

One night we robbed the Asian lady, led the police on pursuit

GD Cory riding with me, letting shots go through the roof

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!

They searched her car and let her go, they almost charged her for a Grammy

Never snitched, betrayed her family, but she always told my Granny

My Granny oldest son is Alvin Jr., call him Uncle Main

That’s my favorite Uncle, on occasion he smoke crack cocaine

Petty, thief and junkie, but he always had my most respect

When I was six I seen him stab a nigga, and he bled to death

Wake up in the morning, load my pistol, can’t leave home without it

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

Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers, all in public housing

Uncle Bo was stealing from my Granny, can’t leave shit around here

Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry, can’t leave food around here

Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her car and went out servin', robbin'

Grinding with my family through the struggle, hold 'em down regardless

My Uncle Bo, my Granny youngest son, he always doing extra

Moved in for the summer, he was tired of living in a shelter

Up all night and sleep all day, you never know his sleeping schedule

Gotta hide my money, dope, and clothes, that nigga steal whatever

Bo was damn near 50, posted on the block with all the youngsters

«He too old for that,"my Granny said, «the streets gon' take him under»

Always hitting plays, he went out juuging with my older brother

'Til he lost his life, they shot him twice, he tried to take some bundles

My cousin Pooh was Aunt Trish oldest son, that nigga never listened

Jammed up with them pigeons, he got sentenced, 42 in prison

Certified killer, he the reason why I started Crippin'

Aggravated, robbin', stealin', killin', even shot some bitches

He turned me to a shooter said nobody gonna blast it for me

Pooh he was a savage, Uncle Bo he raised a crash dummy

When I was twelve he got me high, my first time ever smoking grass

He caught his girlfriend cheating, grabbed the Glock and shot 'er in her ass

Wake up in the morning, load my pistol, can’t leave home without it

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

Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers, all in public housing

Uncle Bo was stealing from my Granny, can’t leave shit around here

Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry, can’t leave food around here

Aunty Trish was sleep, I stole her car and went out servin', robbin'

Grinding with my family through the struggle, hold 'em down regardless