Mom’s Kitchen Song Lyrics

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Song:– Mom’s Kitchen

Singer:– BlocBoy JB

Album:– Bacc 2 Da Bloc

Producer:– Keanu Beats, Lil’A Beats & Tay Keith

Written:– Lil’A Beats, Keanu Beats, Tay Keith & BlocBoy JB

Label:– Foundation Entertainment & Interscope Records

Mom’s Kitchen Lyrics BlocBoy JB

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
Yeah

[Chorus]
All my life I been taking a risk (Risk)
From drive-by’s to just hitting the lick (Licks)
Niggas shot through my window but he missed (Missed)
You can say I had the Lord with me (The Lord)
None of my opps don’t want war wit’ me (War)
I’m taking whatever come wit’ it (Wit’ it)
Run that shit up, got my palms itching (Itching)
Came a long way from my mom’s kitchen (Facts)
All my life I been taking a risk (Risk)
From drive-by’s to just hitting the lick (Licks)
Niggas shot through my window but he missed (Missed)
You can say I had the Lord with me (The Lord)
None of my opps don’t want war wit’ me (War)
I’m taking whatever come wit’ it (Wit’ it)
Run that shit up, got my palms itching (Itching)
Came a long way from my mom’s kitchen (Facts)

[Verse]
Came a long way from the pots on the stove (Stove)
You can ask ma, bet shе tell you she know (She know)
I was thirteen whеn I turned to a loc’ (Crip)
Catch opps up in traffic, his ass getting smoked (Boom)
Granddaddy a pimp, got it all off a hoe (Hoe)
Sixteen wit’ a chop, got it all off dope (That’s on my mama)
Bag on my head, told ’em, “Add a lil’ more” (That’s on my mama, on my mama)
We get the robbin’ when trap movin’ slow
Audemars blindin’, I’m bling bling time zone (Time zone)
My nigga leaned off a deuce or a four (Four)
Nigga, run up on me, he gon’ get his ass fired on (Fired on)
My nigga shooting if you get too close (Fire)
Shots at his head, he was talkin’ like his mind wrongs (Mind wrongs)
He went out sad, out here doin’ the most (Most)
I move in silence, I feel like a ghost (Ghost)
We killed yo’ nigga, to that make a toast (Cheers)
These niggas hating on me, I can see it (See it)
Smoking on gas while they smoking on mid (Mid)
My name ain’t Jason, can’t play me like Kidd (Kidd)
No nicotine, hit the boy wit’ the sig (Brr)
Blind to the hate even though I can see it, if you wanna be it, then see it (See it)
These niggas cap like the top of a lid, free all my niggas that’s doin’ the bid (Facts)