By Blood
Momma taught to be humble
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned to a G
Nephews look up to they uncle, I got my daughter that I gotta feed
Enter the room I'm like Dumbo, I know they can't take they eyes off of me
Watch how when I spit how they crumble, Y'all couldn't do it like me in a dream
I got my flow straight from Limbo, yeah because God no longer wanted me
Momma taught me to be humble
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned me to a G
Momma taught me to be humble
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned me to a G
Y'all God fearing, I ain't scared of shit
Y'all slowing down I be ahead of it
Better calm down, out of your element
'Cuz the way you spitting be a detriment
Family oriented
Salvi I couldn't shed it
Boy got that shit imbedded
'Cuz that's who I stay indebted to
Jonny Marlow bouta act a fool
I got the shit jumping lateral
Bouta send my brothers after you
Best to switch that shit back to camera 2
Got his shit clapped for some blasphemy
Better not lie when you answer me
The way that y'all move is so bastardly
Ya boy got the limp like an amputee
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned to a G
Nephews look up to they uncle, I got my daughter that I gotta feed
Enter the room I'm like Dumbo, I know they can't take they eyes off of me
Watch how when I spit how they crumble, Y'all couldn't do it like me in a dream
I got my flow straight from Limbo, yeah because God no longer wanted me
Momma taught me to be humble
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned me to a G
Momma taught me to be humble
Pops taught me never fumble
Big sis taught me how to lead
Big bro turned me to a G
Y'all God fearing, I ain't scared of shit
Y'all slowing down I be ahead of it
Better calm down, out of your element
'Cuz the way you spitting be a detriment
Family oriented
Salvi I couldn't shed it
Boy got that shit imbedded
'Cuz that's who I stay indebted to
Jonny Marlow bouta act a fool
I got the shit jumping lateral
Bouta send my brothers after you
Best to switch that shit back to camera 2
Got his shit clapped for some blasphemy
Better not lie when you answer me
The way that y'all move is so bastardly
Ya boy got the limp like an amputee
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Herrera
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