Family Over Greed! (feat. EWALK & Steven Fletcher)

Family on my back I got everything, E, Sauce, Steve on the track that's a murder scene
Tell 'em pull out the yellow tape, my family don't separate
I got Louis V shades on my face now, couple shots for a hater leave you face down
Y'all some name brand, stay mad, lame clowns, movin' different cuz we rockin' BIG PLAYZ now
I'm a winner I can't quit and that's on everything, I don't need a corny chick to tell me what I need
I be horsin' on these tracks like I'm a noble steed
I need a phat crib with the homies Family Over Greed! yeah

I gotta flip all the racks, brodie been flippin' the packs, if Imma keep it a stack
I bought a Tec then I went and bought me a Mac, I'm ready for any attack yeah
Then I think I'll go to Denmark, always making plays about to smack it out the ball park
I been movin' Savage, Metro Boomin' I got No Heart
Sauces by the milli'n got you fillin' up your shopcart, Transform your lady into mine I got the Allspark
How we movin' is way too smooth, on the top but somehow improve

(Mm) Been a minute since I seen y'all since I seen y'all, made a couple hits murda beatz it's a free for all
Brothers 'cross the globe we gon' make it for the team yah, we was down but now we up like a seesaw
Seesaw, buzzsaw, got 'em all with lockjaw, I be so ahead of you mentally it's a jigsaw
Head down I ain't got a lot to say, Imma stay on my grind and you gon' sleep all day

They be like Stevo just give 'em a chance, comin' in first, never in last
I break your leg lemme get you a cast, hop on the beat and then run it all back
And you can catch me burnin' up bread like I'm a toaster, your girl say she in love with me, don't even know her
So yeah I think I'll go to London, pull up in a purple Maserati at the function
Ain't got time to listen, don't you get it boi I'm locked in, we hit the stu and it's a Massacre like Boston

Family on my back I got everything, E, Sauce, Steve on the
Family on my back I got everything, E, Sauce, Steve on the track that's a murder scene
Tell 'em pull out the yellow tape, my family don't separate

Yeah you can call it what you want, we some backcourt guards but we dunkin' like the front
I'm like Evel Knievel I think I'll pull a stunt, I got plates in my backpack, a gas mask and stuns, ay yuh
I got family, all stacked, I don't need you, don't act
We some young guns, havin' fun, this the SauceTape Volume one
I got family, all stacked, I don't need you, don't act
We some young guns, havin' fun, it's the SauceTape Volume one
SauceTape Volume one baby, buy dat



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Writer(s): Ethan Walker
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