For My Fam

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Kur - Rap

For My Fam

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[Intro] 79, top of the year I'm harder than ever, real talk (Hundo want some shit) [Verse 1] I ain't never flex with other niggas paper, I'ma let you help but only if I'm able Gotta bring something if you at the table (Yeah, yeah) Bitches they was fronting, remember how they played you 'Member niggas talking down like they done made you I know Reem talking down 'cause he a angel I just got a back rub, plus a facial (Roll up) I just rolled a Backwood, it's a facial Grinding, never knowing where this shit a take you It's gon' еither make you, it's gon' eithеr break you Break ya back for people and they still ungrateful Bitches on my top, it's hard being faithful Pull up in the newest cars, they gon' hate you I done got so many scars, but I'm grateful Thanking God I moved on to a different broad, ain't gon' chase you This bitch said you living large, I said, "Thank you" No question, we tipping off if you won't angles Real talk No question, I got the bars, I be flaming No question, I'm going hard, this for Jamie I think about coop, and how he be on Taney No question, this shit was all for the family [Chorus] It ain't no question, I did this for my fam' It ain't no question, I did this for my man I had to focus and get us out the jam It ain't no question, it ain't no question It ain't no question, I did this for my fam' It ain't no question, I did this for my man I had to focus and get us out the jam I had to focus [Verse 2] All day Get the money, leave ya niggas, that ain't me Dog, I'm only gon' get bigger, you'll see (Yeah) Having all these different bitches, it ain't cheap Steady going through these issues with my peep (Nah, nah) Issues with my friends, issues wit the streets Should I get a Benz? Should I get a Jeep? I was jumping in, it look kinda deep Gave my pop some bands, get back on ya feet (Nah, nah) Gave my sis' a hand, stop by twice a week Tell me what you want, tell me what you need How you want ya room, what you want to eat? (Yeah, yeah) I came up with goons, nothing 'bout us sweet Dog, I finally bloomed, out the concrete (Yep) I be staying groomed, I be looking neat (Come on) I'ma stay in tune, I know who got heat (Nope) Higher than a moon, I can't feel my feet Book me for a show, I'ma fill the seats (Yeah) This a different Kur, this a different beast (Okay) This a different bull y'all ain't never meet (Okay) I'ma hit the whores, try to be discrete (Yeah) I was really poor, now I got some cheese She ain't really yours, it ain't what it seem 1500 for 'em, oh that's for the jeans Goddamn, yo [Chorus] It ain't no question, I did this for my fam' It ain't no question, I did this for my man I had to focus and get us out the jam It ain't no question, it ain't no question It ain't no question, I did this for my fam' It ain't no question, I did this for my man I had to focus and get us out the jam I had to focus (I had to focus)

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