FAM

(Yea yea yea yea yea yea)

Said hold on

(Mhm mhm mhm

Mhm mhm mhm)

Like hold on

(Yea yea yea yea yea yea)

(Mhm mhm mhm

Mhm mhm mhm)

Said it outside is a war

But no body supporting

The labels they sporting

Said be back on my shit

They killing at boarders

We going legit now

Switch up the current

Said we back

on our shit now

Gotta hold little jit downnn

That be my bro

(Yeah)

Said that be the gang

(Twin)

You know what it is

Said don’t fuck wit my bros

You get hit wit the (oh no)

Said we taking it there

Said Don’t fuck wit my bros

You know that’s the fam

Know what I’m saying

That’s the gang

(We ain’t playing)

Showing love to my bro

(Yeah yeah)

Showing the to the gang

(Mhm mhm mhm mhm)

Remember when I was poor

Fucked up

Down on my luck

Ran in to the gang

And they helped me come up

Catch us running it up

Never giving a fuck

Had to go too legit

When the lames ain’t show it

Now they on my dick

(Said fuck em)

Cause I’m back on my shit again

Running a bag wit my twin and them

Talk out ya neck we be sending them

Stack me some racks

Not just spending them

Need me some land

For My family

We feeding them

The way yall be roaches

Be sending me

Please keep that shit far away from me

(So far away from)

(With ya energy)

(Said hold on)