Bloodline

(Cash Money AP) Comin from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp Money kinda low, so we bout to go and hit the block Disrespect my manhood, move around or gon get popped Pops on I-10, get it in, tryna make some ends In it for the win, no pretend, blue Benjamins Mind on his money and money on his mind Gotta put it down, gotta do it for my bloodline All my homies' people are inside outside of the loop But I was kinda salty cause my people all up in the boot They the same niggas who taught a nigga how to shoot They taught me what I got to do and always gotta stay true Let start with my Nanny Londa, never with that fuckin drama She'd go around and fuckin pop ya, probably already fought ya mama Kickin' ass and takin names, putting hoes into shame You can keep your steel but around here, yea we throw them thangs I was a young nigga, lil nigga with the blad fade Was in head start, not even in the 1st grade Dope-fiend gettin his ass beat, cause dealer wanna get paid Around the same time 2001 dropped, by Dr. Dre My daddy little brother Uncle Kee, We call him Kee Dawg That nigga is a fool, when it comes to that alcohol He ain't no alcoholic, but he always taught me bout respect One time one nigga was talkin reckless, and he got chin-checked Comin from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp Money kinda low, so we bout to go and hit the block Disrespect my manhood, move around or gon get popped Pops on I-10, get it in, tryna make some ends In it for the win, no pretend, blue Benjamins Mind on his money and money on his mind Gotta put it down, gotta do it for my bloodline My Uncle LJ, momo oldest brother, he was a hustler Yea he fed the block, he couldn't stop, he had all the customers Do some funny shit, hell yea, that nigga couldn't fuck with ya Had a quarter-mill, hell yea, that nigga had to run it up He was always stuntin', hell yea, he was livin' lavish Til one time he almost got caught up, goin down the parish Crooked cops was tryna take his dope, his money, and just grab it Also try to take his life, but he just ran thru the traffic My cousin Michael Wayne, he insane, but thats my nigga mane Taught me how to go and get it, and go head and do ya thang Right now he in TDC, doing 20 and some change Shoot some niggas, shoot some bitches, rob some niggas, and buss some brains He turned me into a fighter said, "boy you gotta stick and move." "In every situation man, boy you gotta keep your cool." But he did the opposite, man that man was a fool One time someone tried my daddy, and that man shot that dude Comin from the bottom, tryna make it to the fuckin top Livin by the code I ain't snitching, I can't trust no opp Money kinda low, so we bout to go and hit the block Disrespect my manhood, move around or gon get popped Pops on I-10, get it in, tryna make some ends In it for the win, no pretend, blue Benjamins Mind on his money and money on his mind Gotta put it down, gotta do it for my bloodline