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Family (from "Road To Fast 9" mixtape)

 

Family (from "Road To Fast 9" mixtape)


Yeah
Yeah

Know my haters hate to see this
But I ain't going back broke
Don't judge what you hear
Judge what you know, ayy
If the devil call my phone, I'ma answer it
Half a million stashed away just for my family
Ten thousand dollars on a fit just like a mannequin
I'ma drive this foreign whip just like an ambulance
Go state-to-state, this shit feel like human trafficking

Like I'm on the D-line, I got a sack in
Like Shaquille, we had to get a couple packs in
Pockets full, got me looking bad built
You can hear the Adderalls in my ad-libs
I just fired my lawyer
I just bought a new lawyer
I spent some racks on my Charger
Yeah, drop it in machines, let the money count
Spent blue faces on a Rollie, yeah, bust down
Thotiana
My niggas slime, they think they all anacondas
Pose as a team so the clip got bananas
It's in the air, we watch it fall on dancers
Yeah, tats on my face like I'm a criminal
Everything that I do, it be expensive
I don't regret it, but I prolly ain't meant it
Stuck in the hood so my friend became a engine
Ayy, real 'til I die like Emmitt
Took the harder way, I didn't have a penny
Pink slip, haters thought that it was rented
I fast forward, they was stuck at the beginning

Ayy, I hear a Crip, he riding 'round nightly in a Bentley
Ayy, I put blue diamonds 'round the big B on the Bentley
Ayy, young projects finest on the TV, that's so real, yeah
Wrapped 'round my neck, flawless diamonds 'cause I'm—
They told me styling was a secret (Secret)
So I steady scream on "Murder," oh, I (Oh, I)
Cartier glasses with the VVs
Same ones that been worn by Steve Urkel
But why you capping to the folks? You is not a don
They know I pick some for the Rover, color crayon
Look at her hair go past her shoulders, shawty so A-1
I think my heart getting colder even when in the sun
I did this shit— I'm balling out of my world

Know my haters hate to see this
But I ain't going back broke
Don't judge what you hear
Judge what you know, ayy
If the devil call my phone, I'ma answer it
Half a million stashed away just for my family
Ten thousand dollars on a fit just like a mannequin
I'ma drive this foreign whip just like an ambulance
Go state-to-state, this shit feel like human trafficking

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