Lyrics:
you, that's a fact, fact
Family is first, that's a law that we live by
Tell my fam I love them, cause the time it done slid by
Womb to the tomb, pack
flaunt (Nah)
Get my family the life that they want
My brothers gon’ get there before me
All talent around me your warning (All Talent)
We taking over no
I’m a march until this shit stop, ain’t scared of no cop cause I got a glock, bang (Swank G)
All of my brothers and sisters we tired, we gonna lite
get it
Do it for those back home holdin' it down cuz you know that I be winnin' now
Yeah, ice on my wrist jumpshot don't miss whole squad's all lit
Last family vacation then school is in session
Cruise ship, islands, road trips, photo sessions
At least now, I'll be sharing my brother's legacy
Two
s*** my time to give
Sometimes I feel they ain't no point to live
Then I remember got a family so
I'm not letting up my brothers know
No you don't know
the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling, that was a close call
Stand up nigga so I won't fall
My teacher told me I would
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my b****es get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT A**, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my bitches get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
fucked anybody i wanted to.
I was, however, gang raped by a blues band in an old
school bus. That was pretty
horrible. There were only three of them.
I
don't need new friends
We get cake and my niggas too lit wilding at events
On my own I be chasing the bands
Niggas got drums like they play in the band
couldn't survive"
We've all been removed
In one way or another
We don't know our families
We don't need our brothers
We're pushing the needle too far
get
And y'all niggas know damn well who y'all f*ckin wit
Little slim nigga like me, big gun like this
And my gun bust and gun never miss
I
of my brothers they ride
So we handling things by the two
Handling things with that fye
I'm gonna have them at my shows jumping
Hands up
They play this
Had a little bit to drink,
There's a little thing I want at a do out East.
Nothing too emotional, my good Miss,
I couldn't be serious in a room full
"I'm comin'!"
Now in ninety one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped
Now
coming from a block thats hot, where n*ggas get to gwop a lot, my trap come like dat drawing puzzle how I go from dot to dot, it's real I can't miss a meal
is for y'all
For all those times that I messed up or we messed up
Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison I miss ya
Cryin' lookin' at my niece's
But I never saw the light
Scared to death of dyin' so I do my best to live
Out of mind and out of sight
Knowin' no one nowhere's gonna miss us
ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Passed by his family, but
they've been hard to find
Gotta get it by any means, even if I gotta bleed
By my lonely, street's family
We don't really need, no friends
Ain't no bitch,
attach because I'm winning
Check the score
Up by a hunnid and some mo
Even tho the police looking for my nigga high and low
Glock blast do the dash all my
slanging the rocks, I was chased by the cops
I buried my brother who got sprayed on the blocked
When it was do or die, swear that's when the money raised
I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me
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