Family 1st

All i really need is the liquor and the weed
Maintain my focus, keep live, keep me free
I was getting money with my niggas
Split with the team
Feeling like Ghostface, Cuz it's all about the cream
Now it's time to take you back
Y'all know I'm good with that
Metaphors my real life, i don't fake for my raps
Remember when i called bro, folks had my phone tapped
Forever digging for some dirt, you know these niggas be some rats
I came back to the city, knowing that i was the man
I laid low and stayed cool, cuz i had a couple bands
Niggas tried to set me up, cuz i wana 100 grand
They ain't know I'm like Obama how i move for the fam
Wishing i can call my uncle, only just to hear a scripture
Close my eyes, in my mind i can paint a vivid picture
He told never stop, until you know you get it.
When you get it, move and focus on the mission
From a birds eye view, got me feeling like a pigeon
My digits keep me focus, and keep you niggas distant
It's Keem I'm just living... yeah

2013 the year my whole life changed
Made me realize you can lose when you gain
My mama going cray, seeing stress on her brain
Gotta make it shake, aint no way to maintain
Y'all don't know the pain, y'all barely know the half
Nowadays I'm the man, everybody give me daps
Play that new Killa Keem, and i bet that shit slap
Most these rappers love talking, i swear y'all do it backwards
Like i said they actors, lying on the camera
Real ones maintain, all the fakes gonna vanish
Trying to get a rolls Royce, a young nigga need a phantom
My mama need butler, my family need a mansion
More money coming in, now we got the team expanding
More money in the budget, now I'm trying to feed families
I do it for my nieces, they talent i can see it
If i can make them millionaires, fuck it so be it
I gotta Feed the family



Credits
Writer(s): Tevin Ray
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