[Intro]
Yeah, hoo, ooh
[Chorus]
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
[Interlude]
Check, hoo, hoo, huh? Huh?
[Verse 1]
I can have a son with or without you whores
I keep everything private, nigga, that's the art of war
You could pay me 10K, wouldn't pour a four
Bunch of niggas countin' on me, open up the corridors
I can show you how to be a man
Educate yourself and then educate the next man
Let me show you 'bout this ownership
Tryna buy a house to flip, never been counterfeit
Hoo, smokin' on a zip
All in this designer shit, gettin' pussy on the shift
Get married, fuck a slut
Before you fuck your life up, look at all this nice stuff
Man, shut the fuck up
You still wanna be famous, you nuts
I don't really want no attention on us
I swear to God I gotta watch who I trust, huh, huh?
You can always come to me for guidance
Probably be a hypocrite, but I understand the science
Are you a man of strong character?
You still fuckin' bitches in America?
Save your money, build a legacy
You can't complain, you ain't even had it worse than me
People goin' through shit that you can't believe
Bitch, I'm still with P, pop a molly, get you up to speed
You got too much hate in your heart
Black car shawty, I'm too bougie to walk
[Chorus]
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
[Verse 2]
Look at me for inspiration
I'm chasin' my aftermath, I had to laugh on vacation (Hah)
Niggas wanna exclude me and beat me down, I rose to the top
More than seventeen fans when I rock
I thought family was first until niggas got rich
I love L-O-C shit and that's on my kids (My kids)
The best there is, ain't nothin' after, bum rappers (Ah)
Get you some new pussy, then come faster
You still in this shit for the young hoes and the fashion?
A lot of questions I'm asking because I've been out the loop
I got shit to do
I used to give a fuck, now I don't give a fuck more
It sucks, too much whores and cock offers that want war
They not family
[Chorus]
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
Family first, family, family, family flourish
Get you knocked off for a damn designer purse
[Verse 3]
Now let me tell you 'bout a real nigga
Took some years off, and all it seems I did was chill, nigga
Folks said, "Why you come back around here tryna kill, nigga?"
Funny thing about it, I ain't even have to kill niggas
Pump your brakes around here, come around here, chill, nigga
I ain't wanna just do it to 'em, but if you into it, I will, killer
Landlord used to put me out, went and bought a house, I'm a field nigga
Came to school with a blue book 'fore these niggas knew that I was still tippin'
These hoes got Craigslist and Backpage, but I'm still pimpin' and I still get 'em
Unc' ugly and old as hell, but he still Crippin'
Got a mil' ticket off a lil' billy
Dope spot with the pills in it
Crack, coke rock, used to deal in it
Had the good weed, used to live in it
Get your liquor active, 2 a.m., nigga, uh
[Outro]
Hello, darkness, my old friend
Come to talk, you again
Because a, softly creeping
Left its seed, I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
In the sound of
Hello, darkness, my old friend
Come to talk, you again
Because a, softly creeping
Left its seed, I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
In the sound of
