Family Business

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Capo (GBE) - Rap, Chicago Drill

Family Business

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[Intro] Jred Look, this real shit right here, man Look [Verse] All my life I had to struggle lot Watch my momma struggling She told me "Son, you can't trust these niggas cuz they counterfeit" Remember first day at school, it wasn't a thing that I ain't get She did everything for me, when we had no lights to switch So I jumped up off the porch, started banging gotta dollar quick My momma started doing drugs, so fuck it, I'll move with my sister Where I'm from shit gets realer, cops they never find the killer Talking to these bitches, why you gotta talk behind the pillow? Smoking Woods to the face, I drink the lean to ease the pain Since they took Roc, I swear to God this shit ain't been the same Tryna move out to a better place Or better yet, a better state Move my momma to a mansion, steaks up on the dinner plate Me, I had the hardest times, helping with that section 8 Got tired of all the fussin', cussin' at me, gotta find a way Started rapping, thinking that it changed the way she look at me I owe a lot, and she deserve for all the shit she take from me A man gotta be a man, I gotsa provide shit to eat I told my momma that we good, she don't believe me, wait and see These niggas out here make believe, my daddy I can't wait to see My granny in another state, she sick, she gotta year or 3 And she ain't got too much time left, so I'ma hold my head And when it happen, I'ma be there crying right beside her bed But that's gon' make me stronger, I'ma think of all the things she said And that's gon' keep the hunger, nigga try me, fill his ass with the lead [Outro] Look man, this real shit This for all the mamas, man you know You know how I'm rockin' like cutoff stockings, haha

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  • Capo (GBE)