Third ward general, young cash money
Now i'm missin my family
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
Once upon a time you were my family
Hopin' that my niggas see
Murder his family
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy
Hey, must be the money
With friends and family
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
With friends and family
20 racks really thats sneaker money
Now i'm missin my family
And so is this whole family
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
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