All you niggas dead , dead fake
Early adapters agree they all late
Dc, man over money
Now i'm missin my family
Or even near to my family
Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Or even near to my family
Resort to robbin' to feed my family
Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny
But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
In your family i actually increase your family with my enthusiastic dick
Family my motivation
You're uncool like my mother kin
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Mobbing with the homies and family
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