Kyle Aaron - Kitchen Table lyrics
rate me[intro]
[Verse 1: Kyle Aaron]
Kitchen table that’s where I work my skills
Momma worked two jobs just to pay those bills
People always asking
How is Kyle so real
And why I can’t help but feel the shit he feels
I mean I guess this how it goes
When you give all of your heart
Bits and pieces of your soul
Let these people in your home like you owe something
Most people crib be the only place they don't be fronting
So I treating these tracks like its my living room
Been hustling for a while
Momma I’mma get it soon
You buying lotto tickets girl I hope you hit it soon
And if not maybe I’ll be the one to get you through
[Hook]
So come on inside and grab a seat
Kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I’ll show you round the crib or something
Show you the way a nigga live or something
So come on inside, don’t got shit to hide
Just me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is word and my balls
Tell me you truth is that enough for y'all
Kitchen table
That’s where I home my skills
Town made me believe
That the shit so real
Man, this shit is so real
Man, this shit is so real
[Verse 2: Kyle Aaron]
I’ll be saying how I feel
Giving all my thoughts
I keep nothing concealed
…I know my friends be listening
Yo Kyle chill
They don't get how you are
They aren't built like you built
They don't make them like this no more
Niggas that spit no more
Niggas that make music to move you like Mistletoe
Rappers they got dreams and don't mind listing goals
Giving you all they highs
Sometimes mention lows
Damn!
I guess I’m in my own lane
Don died so I'm the only one on this soul train
I be giving y'all so much pain
They like, make music like you used to
But how with so much changed
[Hook]
So come on inside and grab a seat
Kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Maybe I’ll show you round the crib or something
Show you the way a nigga live or something
So come on inside, don’t got shit to hide
Just me and my life
Me and my pride
All I got is word and my balls
Tell me you truth is that enough for y'all
[Verse 3: Kyle Aaron]
Kitchen table
Kitchen table
And that little house on the south side I’m so grateful
If it could talk it would probably say I made you
And I’ll be like you right, thank you!
So let’s get out of this kitchen
Take a walk down the hall
A couple pictures on the stairs
A couple more on the wall
See outside of that window?
Right there I would ball
Drive by every night
Damn this mutherfucker raw
Momma said come inside before the lights is on
And thank God cause I couldn't write this song
I probably wouldn’t be alive at all
If it wasn’t for her and that table I was writing on
You see I put my life on songs
Cause I know this is the only thing left
Before my life is gone
I’ll be giving you that real
Right or wrong
Consider this my open house
Alright I'm gone
[Hook: Jay-Z]
Kitchen Table thats where I home my skills
Jaz made me believe that shit was real
Kitchen Table thats where I home my skills
Jaz made me believe that shit was real
Kitchen Table thats where I home my skills
Jaz made me believe that shit was real
Kitchen Table thats where I home my skills
Jaz made me believe that shit was real
Thanks to Dj Em Double for correcting these lyrics
