I had nobody but my family,
Third ward general, young cash money
Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
I’m tryna be low key
Now i'm missin my family
Or even near to my family
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Once upon a time you were my family
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
With friends and family
She going to borrow some money
And so is this whole family
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys
It creates dead members of families
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