The Fam (feat. Vic Slicc)

Its family over Fame, I done said a mouthful 30 of us, play ya cards right, nigga the house full They say blood thicker than water, let's see how thick If it's beef, then we knocking them over, that's a Cow Tip Its like a whole gang in this thang, it ain't no secret It's Blessings over beef & we feed whoever ain't eating Just tryna keep the peace, like I'm sorry your honor Got love for my baby mama that's just me avoiding karma And running towards my daughter, like sorry lil mama Ain't nothing wrong yo mama, the situation wasn't for us But, I'm better for it, you better know it Live out your speakers, a better poet, they can't ignore it, now let'em know it Fresh out of Tre Ward, get it understood That it ain't no greater good than fatherhood If you ain't got no fam you ain't got shit And if you ain't wit the plan you ain't a option I got the fam in this biiitch So I don't need no hook for this shiiit Me & the fam in this biiitch So I don't need no hook for this Ima keep it a buck wit you fam You fuck wit my fam, trust me got damn, you'll be slumped on ya land Used to hoop on the corner wit drug dealers To now we grown & we ain't scared of the drug dealers, they fuck wit us From the heart of the city, nigga we made it out Cuz ain't no heart in the city nigga, they'll take you out Dont start a war, cuz that ain't smart, but you thought it boy You brought a pen till you saw the sword, call an audible Now all aboard, make'em all abort that train of thought These dark days brought rainy thoughts but I made it out Cuz this ain't nothing, trust me, we roll in bunches 100 muhfuckas, we tighter than ab crunches And If you need it & I got it, it ain't no discussion If I was wit you at the bottom, then I know the struggle If I ever get to trippin over women Cousin Ginny got the Henny to get me back on my pimpin Like, Fuck these hoes, we get dough, got no business pouting It's pick & roll, give & go, we just move around them If you ain't got no fam you ain't got shit And if you ain't wit the plan, you ain't an option From the beginning of this rap shit nigga, I went left My voice is top choice These lyrics are top shelf Mixx my son, You thought I couldn't handle you niggas 1 verse single handedly dismantled you niggas They call me school yo, it's cool tho Stay up on my grind bro Lyrically impressive like I was back in 9-4 By any means stack ya green & keep ya team strong Family's my back bone For them I get my trap on, shit I'm all about my lady & my me-time Eating steak & shrimp sipping on the best wine I'm grown nigga so I puff the best pine I'm Vic Slicc nigga, label that my tag line I got my money right, land of milk & honey right Ain't it funny how some time'll make you see the light My family business is this money nigga Vic & Mixx, father son, what the fuck, we the ones nigga Ain't it funny how some time'll make you see the light My family business is this money nigga Vic & Mixx, father son, what the fuck, we the ones nigga Uh, Uh Uh, Uh I got the fam in this biiitch