Grandma's Kitchen

[Refrain]

I ain't got no phone, no, no home

No place where we can go and be alone

No hotel though, no motel, she said "Hell no"

And left me with my microphone

[Verse 1]

But now, I'm in my zone, ditched my cell phone

Fell back in my pad like, "Damn, it feels good to be home"

Blowing off life

Getting cash to perform poems

Pouring out my soul

Every night for 'em, sippin' on Patrón, no ice

Leaning like I'm throwin' dice

Flowing like this open microphone

I told them if you didn't hate him so much

His girl probably wouldn't want to bone him

But oh well, she rolling

I told her—

[Chorus]

I said, I live behind my grandma's kitchen

I told her she can meet me there (Yeah)

I say, before we get to touching and kissing (Kissing)

I got to make a few things clear

[Refrain]

I ain't got no phone, no, no home

No place where we can go and be alone

No hotel though, no motel, she said "Hell no"

And left me with my microphone

[Verse 2]

But I was in the wrong, it's not like I was grown

But how can I be faithful, when I didn't have a place to lay my dome?

I was coming from my homegirl's home

Showing up to your crib, tryna crash 'til the morn'

Drop you off at work, used her car for you

Said it was all for her, after I offered you all of me

Pardon me, darling, my karma's all fucked

So if you ever wonder why I couldn't call you up

It was simply because—

[Chorus]

I said, I live behind my grandma's kitchen

I told her she can meet me there (Yeah)

I said, I wish we had a car we could dip in

But I got a couple bucks for your bus fare