Bizzy Vick -
3
For the Family
Nick Jacobs did it
I'm just happy momma made it out the projects
Promised I'll turn nothing in to something and that's from her youngest prospect
I ain't with the jobs told her no more 9 to 5's
When you out there on that block boy look alive
Cause the opps might
(Shoot)
It's just me and mine tho
One bedroom apartment but my roommate was a rondo
We ain't have no lights but I hustled outta sight
Gain on all my stains like it was laundry night
I had good intentions but still labeled as a villain
Guess I'm more like Bane I need that green venom when I be chillin'
Smoke for all the pain and for my niggas in the prison
This shit for the family gotta get it how we living
Police running tabs
Tried to fuck up my future and find the stashes
I fish tailed out the parking lot
Called it magic
I don't fuck with the Law choose Eddie when I play Tekken
It's the same ol' g's round me
Genuine brethren
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon' win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now We trapping up this rap and getting bands, but
This shit is for the family
Trip to MIA for Nic and Eddie
Doubletree and Mack mane pulled up in that drop top navy Bentley
Politics up to the penthouse told us stay working and steady
Never get up off your grind and nigga hit me when you ready
So I'm ready
Bet it that I'm colder than a Yeti
Turn ya dreams to nightmares I'm worse than Freddy
Way too many dreams and nightmares bout this confetti
Feed my family first ain't a fucking thing you can tell me
I drove Border lines and that done made me borderline crazy
But I'm born to get buckets ball like LeBron babies
Not for nothing you bonafide played me
But I'm born to bounce back resilient that's how they made me
For my nieces and nephews I promise you'll be fine
For my cousins that's more like siblings know that they gon' ride
They hate on yo splash? send that location we gon slide
Do that dirt then get right back in that whip and just keep it quiet
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now I'm trapping up this rap and getting bands but
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now I'm trapping up this rap and getting bands
But this shit is for the family
I'm just happy momma made it out the projects
Promised I'll turn nothing in to something and that's from her youngest prospect
I ain't with the jobs told her no more 9 to 5's
When you out there on that block boy look alive
Cause the opps might
(Shoot)
It's just me and mine tho
One bedroom apartment but my roommate was a rondo
We ain't have no lights but I hustled outta sight
Gain on all my stains like it was laundry night
I had good intentions but still labeled as a villain
Guess I'm more like Bane I need that green venom when I be chillin'
Smoke for all the pain and for my niggas in the prison
This shit for the family gotta get it how we living
Police running tabs
Tried to fuck up my future and find the stashes
I fish tailed out the parking lot
Called it magic
I don't fuck with the Law choose Eddie when I play Tekken
It's the same ol' g's round me
Genuine brethren
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon' win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now We trapping up this rap and getting bands, but
This shit is for the family
Trip to MIA for Nic and Eddie
Doubletree and Mack mane pulled up in that drop top navy Bentley
Politics up to the penthouse told us stay working and steady
Never get up off your grind and nigga hit me when you ready
So I'm ready
Bet it that I'm colder than a Yeti
Turn ya dreams to nightmares I'm worse than Freddy
Way too many dreams and nightmares bout this confetti
Feed my family first ain't a fucking thing you can tell me
I drove Border lines and that done made me borderline crazy
But I'm born to get buckets ball like LeBron babies
Not for nothing you bonafide played me
But I'm born to bounce back resilient that's how they made me
For my nieces and nephews I promise you'll be fine
For my cousins that's more like siblings know that they gon' ride
They hate on yo splash? send that location we gon slide
Do that dirt then get right back in that whip and just keep it quiet
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now I'm trapping up this rap and getting bands but
This shit for the family
Knew I'd make it way back in Miami
Told Mack mane that I'm gon win a Grammy
This shit for the family
We started out rapping in the trap and now I'm trapping up this rap and getting bands
But this shit is for the family
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Writer(s): Brandon Ingram
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