Family Affair Wale The Sage

[Chorus]
Won't believe me, see, I'm 23 in my momma crib
Hard to leave, pocket ain't been deep since like '93
Tryna breathe, all I do is bleed, nothing's guaranteed
Yellin', fuck like I'm Riley Reid in this world of greed

[Verse 1]
Didn't graduate college (No)
Need a spring in my steps like hydraulics
I was raised in a house full of dollars
I felt like a dullard in room full of scholars
Fuck my dad, he was never a father
Thanks to mom, see my life going further
I've been runnin' and bruisin', I feel like Tom cruisin'
This mission I'm on gettin' harder

[Verse 2]
All I want is designer jeans, the finer things
A Queen with a diamond ring, no stress in this life of sin
A violin that sing with a thousand strings
A house of sеa that sit at the bay of kings
I'm glad when I lose or win
Might losе a limb from chasing what peace could bring
I'm stressed and this shit's obscence
All I want is designer jeans, the finer things
A Queen with a diamond ring, no stress in this life of sin
A violin that sing with a thousand strings
A house of sea that sit at the bay of kings
I'm glad when I lose or win
Might lose a limb from chasing what peace could bring
I'm stressed and this shit's obscene