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kelly valuchi - kitchen lyrics

[hook}:
if you standing in the way then you’re blocking the vision
don’t got time to politic, i gotta feed these children
i ain’t pressed over p-ssy, i got too many women
lessons learned through the failures, i guess we always winnin’
forgive me lord for sinnin’
i dabbled in this and that i’m just racing bro to a million
me and ladiiee literally selling pies out the buildin’
keepin’ the people itchin’, we spent hours in that kitchen n-gg-

[verse]:
you don’t know me
i ate with some latin kings and i worked out with the homies
knew crips that was bout it bout it more than master p and them
middle finger to anybody that don’t believe in him
so tired of n-gg-s, it’s getting quiet for n-gg-s
no more single parent homes, it’s time to father these n-gg-s
i ain’t gon hold you, if legit i’m supporting a n-gg-
and if we spread these black seeds, the whole world full of n-gg-s
it’s the, slight movement, the right movement, of course
for me to get it on
the fire from h-ll i found it warm
that’s just an excerpt from roda and if i ever approach ya
it’s on respect first, pump ya breaks on gangster sh-t
i ain’t tryna go back to jail, i really hate that sh-t
but if it ever come a time, where you try to come for mine
i know it’s a jail cell that’s still vacant, sh-t
and there’s a coffin for you, but let’s breathe life in this b-tch
like relief, when police turn and your life in the whip
truck on full, extra protection for the blitz
rather go it alone, ya p-ssenger might be a snitch
keep cool y’all only respect violence
but keep it close cause these n-gg- be wildn’
these n-gg-s need a crash course on silence
they like to come around but everybody ain’t solid
i adopt a couple brothers, none of us got some mothers
we just roamed the same streets, searching high and low for come ups
the b-tches went to school, why wouldn’t we have diplomas
and i smell this good, cause i’m just masking the aroma
of the mary, uh, took her to the marriott
she all natural, but i found her in the body shop
you can only die once, i’m just tryna live a lot
and i ain’t asking for more i put my spoon right in the pot
and if

[hook]:
if you standing in the way then you’re blocking the vision
don’t got time to politic, i gotta feed these children
i ain’t pressed over p-ssy, i got too many women
lessons learned through the failures, i guess we always winnin’
forgive me lord for sinnin’
i dabbled in this and that i’m just racing bro to a million
me and ladiiee literally selling pies out the buildin’
keepin’ the people itchin’, we spent hours in that kitchen n-gg-

- kelly valuchi lyrics

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