Matt Cody - Kitchen Table lyrics

[Intro] We coming up, yeah We coming up, Sha Hef We coming up, yeah, true [Verse] I'm a cold n***a, get it from my mama's side Yell out homicide, never let the drama slide Put the pistol in his mouth and tell him harmonize Heard he was telling, I had to learn him a lesson I kiss my wesson goodnight and take it to bed with me I learn to rob and steal cause nothing was fed to me When I was broke and was hurting no tears were shed for me And so I hold my own, gangster is in my chromosomes I'm a rolling stone, trapping off two mobile phones See I can post up anywhere, I'm like a mobile home She give me potent dome, mama I know I'm wrong But the sins I committed just helped me write this song When I was young I used to hustle off the eight-sixty Show my connect and pick the shorty up at 8:50 Yeah I got her on a date with me, and I was Polo head to toe So you know she gave the cake quickly I took her home and made her shake then I had to skate M.O.B was on the back of the Acura plates Come through my hood you better have your vernacular straight My younging put that thirty-eight to the back of ya face I'm a poet, early morning, sipping Moet You brought your money to show it, I came to blow It You can't deny it, never tried it but I can supply It If I'm checking the price that means I shouldn't buy It I booked the flight cause I wanted a change in the climate All the gold that I'm rocking resemble a pirate I'm in control like a tyrant, promoting violence f** it I'm wild and winning so now I'm shining [Hook x2] When I was young I used to bag up at the kitchen table So much work I always got a little on the floor Nowadays I'm eating good up at the kitchen table And I got a b**h I pay just to clean my floor (We coming up x8)