This is a song about "Fly money family"

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

That's the window into the sky

So let the bullets fly......

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Or even near to my family

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

God mc oh my god you gotta see

You're one of the family?

Let me rideuntil i get free

I pray for my family

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The ones who wanted their family to have a little money

And so is this whole family

But make sure if they do see