Familly

Lyrics
[KXNG Crooked:] (Weekly's we back Illest family in the mothafucking rap game hands down) [Julius:] Fam Biz in this mothafucka (uh) Fam Biz in this mothafucka (yeah) Y'all know what it is in this mothafucka Life im not livin my best one yet Ice box live in my effin chest I'm cold hearted like Pac Bishop the resurrection I'm not RZA inspect the deck nigga but protect your neck Or 5 shots send you to heavens steps SHEESH My god nigga catch a breath I'm a mutant Cyclops mixed with Professor X We both X-men but you transitioning to live as the fairer sex Fuck nigga It's like our hands are tethered y'all scared of us nigga It's not a diss Crooked dropped weekly songs way before the rapper Russ nigga Debo tell em whats up nigga [Demetrius:] We in the belly of the beast yeah the beast pregnant I'm coming out the cut like a C-section In the land full of Crips that's the C section In the city by the sea that's the .. YOU GET IT Livin life in the trenches to hit a lick is vital Nigga this survival of the fittest better get a rifle Imma start pushing white like the Christian Bible And your religion that's stricken with Vitiligo like my nigga Michael We the New Slaughterhouse With no Drama we kick Benedict Arnolds out Kick Em out the car and yell this is Sparta while the car in route Now we literally had a falling out [Dice:] Yo you might see me as a quiet nigga But Dice is also a shooter they call me Kawhi Leonard A silent killer I snipe niggas My choppa hit any pussy it ain't got no type nigga Just wait till our album drop The shit's harder than marble countertops we finna Flood the streets and drown the block You can't count us out we don't know how to stop nigga You mothafuckas ain't driven like us You trippin if you think the hate is getting to us I can look in the mirror while I'm dicking a slut and still couldn't see Myself giving a fuck [Kenny:] I don't ever trip on what a whore says A chick knows I don't take lip unless it's for head UH you wanna get buck? You wanna get bucked? I wanna get bucks (Yuh) Not gonna give up Couple stars in the group you can call us big dipper Some of you are near sighted you don't see the big picture Time to chew you niggas call it crunch time You front in your lines call it front line A chick told me you and I are one I inserted the D now you and I are done Imma be the first to win a human race on this earth mane I'm supposed to be in first place in the first place [KXNG Crooked:] I pull up on your block and I bleed it Blueface (let the hammer blast) Put a bag on you anywhere you breathing (Anywhere... suitcase.. that's a travel bag) Baby girl like to swallow should have seen it (What toothpaste.. what you smiling at) Her ass like a peach that's a new meaning (for what?) Fruitcake (That's an apple ass) Niggas ain't intelligent smart is the new swag every lyric made of Medicine I'm in a new bag I'm balling like David Letterman in my favorite Letterman I'm wavy as a Navy veteran rocking a Durag I hop in a blue Jag My pistol is itching to shoot a dude into a different dimension like toodaloo Like solving a Rubiks cube using telekinesis I ain't gotta touch a Square to twist him in different positions Now who are you? Cause me I'm loco and unstable Still get calls from Execs who run labels I know the squad is soon to be popping Cause opportunity knocking like Sugar free on the lunch tables (Uh uh uh uh) Like Sugar free on the lunch tables (ah) (Uh uh uh uh) Like Sugar free on the lunch tables
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Credits
- Writers
- Shoe Gang
- KXNG Crooked