Family Ties
Oh, yes
This that B-U-B-TRU shit
You know
Where you get a leather bag and a bowtie
You know what I'm sayin?
And hit that mean two-step on that, "uh-uh-uh"
I can see Trell and King right now
Mike Miller too
Y'all know how I do
Sixty-one, seventy-three, and eighty-eight
Keys you gotta move to push them pies and Patti cakes
Had my man E. save me a proper Seat
By no means do I gloat, I know I usually Rock The Boat
Just tryna feed my folk and complete the Mode thats Broke
Uttered it out my throat, possibly under-spoke
Cued the horns, grew a beard, now the haters definitely know
Ain't a petting zoo but here is where you find the fuckin' goat
Pandemic wages due to quarantine cages
Like we at the end of the game, the final stages
So abrasive, don't be evasive, bring ya paces
This the music they be talkin' bout when they tell you to face it
I got one mantra, nothing else, this is it
Three, six, five, wake up and be the shit
Don't let em change your mind about somethin' you know that's meant
Not the bank, the media, or even the government
The raps and the beats is twins like Double Mint
Extra black like double tints
All caps and bold, no subtle shit
Make em come out the huddle quick
And be like, "God damn, Keith Phelps on some other shit"
Ok, this is for y'all coon ass niggas
That need a 808 in everything before y'all can listen to it
This is also for, uh, these niggas that wanna figure out
Why I don't pick up the phone no more
Um, ok
Ten entire months, I ain't heard from none of you niggas
Ain't shit, bitch ass, "I always knew" ass niggas
Where the fuck was you when my career was on the gurney?
Back when I was making $7.25 at fuckin' journeys
Oh, another thing, I need all you niggas to listen
For my day ones, right after the show we gon' kick it
But if you ain't my momma, don't be askin' for tickets
I don't ask for freebies at none of y'all place of business
Nigga, go stream my shit and be equally as excited
Fraudulent motherfuckers consider this your indictment
Brand new well wishers all on I.G. and Twitter
Y'all only get half a bar
Fuck y'all niggas
This that B-U-B-TRU shit
You know
Where you get a leather bag and a bowtie
You know what I'm sayin?
And hit that mean two-step on that, "uh-uh-uh"
I can see Trell and King right now
Mike Miller too
Y'all know how I do
Sixty-one, seventy-three, and eighty-eight
Keys you gotta move to push them pies and Patti cakes
Had my man E. save me a proper Seat
By no means do I gloat, I know I usually Rock The Boat
Just tryna feed my folk and complete the Mode thats Broke
Uttered it out my throat, possibly under-spoke
Cued the horns, grew a beard, now the haters definitely know
Ain't a petting zoo but here is where you find the fuckin' goat
Pandemic wages due to quarantine cages
Like we at the end of the game, the final stages
So abrasive, don't be evasive, bring ya paces
This the music they be talkin' bout when they tell you to face it
I got one mantra, nothing else, this is it
Three, six, five, wake up and be the shit
Don't let em change your mind about somethin' you know that's meant
Not the bank, the media, or even the government
The raps and the beats is twins like Double Mint
Extra black like double tints
All caps and bold, no subtle shit
Make em come out the huddle quick
And be like, "God damn, Keith Phelps on some other shit"
Ok, this is for y'all coon ass niggas
That need a 808 in everything before y'all can listen to it
This is also for, uh, these niggas that wanna figure out
Why I don't pick up the phone no more
Um, ok
Ten entire months, I ain't heard from none of you niggas
Ain't shit, bitch ass, "I always knew" ass niggas
Where the fuck was you when my career was on the gurney?
Back when I was making $7.25 at fuckin' journeys
Oh, another thing, I need all you niggas to listen
For my day ones, right after the show we gon' kick it
But if you ain't my momma, don't be askin' for tickets
I don't ask for freebies at none of y'all place of business
Nigga, go stream my shit and be equally as excited
Fraudulent motherfuckers consider this your indictment
Brand new well wishers all on I.G. and Twitter
Y'all only get half a bar
Fuck y'all niggas
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Writer(s): Keith Phelps
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