Family Guy

Can you see blood in the streets
He was just a family guy that's all wanted he wanted to be
Nobody wants to die but it can happen to me
Why you smiling in my eyes but you ain't happy for me
Damn look wat happened to me

Boy you better fasten your seatbelt cuz you won't this last at this speed aye
When I go dash on the freeway and tell em feed away
Got these demon all my mind sometimes they defeat the day
We gonna blitz him at the line no overtime defeat the play

Steady on my grind I gotta keep my pace
Slide on with no mask on they might just peep my face
And I'm not gonna beat that case
I ain't telling but I been a witness
To the bullshit I mind my business
Get my racks up cut my spending
He need back up cuz we spinning
Got my back cut ain't no feelings
Not a match up fuck a scrimmage
Why you act tough ain't no privilege
Give the act up I'm exposing shit
Fully loaded with exploding chips
Lil nigga I know you bitch
Make your bitch grab and hold my dick

Can you see blood in the streets
He was just a family guy that's all wanted he wanted to be
Nobody wants to die but it can happen to me
Why you smiling in my eyes but you ain't happy for me
Damn look wat happened to me
Can you see blood in the streets
He was just a family guy that's all wanted he wanted to be
Nobody wants to die but it can happen to me
Why you smiling in my eyes but you ain't happy for me
Damn look wat happened to me

Boy you better fasten your seatbelt cuz you won't this last at this speed aye
When I go dash on the freeway and tell em feed away
Got these demon all in my mind sometimes they defeat the day
We gonna blitz him at the line no overtime defeat the play

Weigh it up bag it up the plastic
Staying up I'm consumed by the madness aye
Sometimes it's sad to say life's crazy a matinee
Life's crazy a matinee



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Writer(s): Johnathan Martin
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