The Fam
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Shamarcus Thompson
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