Family Hero (Freestyle)

Smoking cookies while we out in Vegas Spark it on the strip Went from Tir Out to Levels Lounge Then we hitting Gilt Rarely catching Z's I caught a dream Man I swear I'm lit She gone throw it back While the DJ play some throwback shit Ballin' on these bitches If I shoot my shot I'll never miss Ballin' on these niggas trynna guard me Catch an ankle twist All I smoke is gas My momma thought I had some angel dust Nah Ma I'm just trynna vibe Not f*ck my life up Talk in' bout a backend I'm in the front I need that cheddar first Versatile lil nigga Prices going up if you want a verse Body bag a song And put producer's work into a hearse Body bag a song And put the cover art on a shirt So let a nigga try me I feel like Dej Loaf I'm just trynna get the money How much?The fucking most And I got this bitch She so dramatic Swear she do the most She say that the f*ck is good I am not the one to boast Grab the henny by the neck I love the neck The way she eat it up F*ck around and knock that pushy out The way I beat it up Niggas trynna beat me Ain't no way they defeating us Ten toes down Ain't got time to kick my feet up I've been working hard I'm on my grind And niggas see it now Bitches that didn't want me back then Are trynna f*ck me now I'm gone cop my mom a mansion Just because she want a house Told my dad I'll get him out the hood And watch him make it out Got diagnosed didn't think I'd make it out Come on look at me now Grandma proud I knocked that chemo out Act like you see the smile Never tried to run off on the plug We bought the outlet out If the convo ain't about money F*ck you talking bout Back up on my bullshit I ain't from Chicago Moved to the O The 313 is all that I know Fell for the money Never catch a nigga chasing hoes Feel like a baker man The way a nigga flipping dough Back up on my bullshit I ain't from Chicago Moved to the O The 313 is all that I know Fell for the money Never catch a nigga chasing hoes Feel like a baker man The way a nigga flipping dough