
Family (2020) Wiley (Ft. Flirta D, Footsie & Goldie1)
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[Chorus: Goldie1]
That's family
Don't mess with my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
[Verse 1: Wiley]
For the family, I'ma do ones and twos
Stay away, make sure man don't snooze
Tell a man, you best control your booze
Or you're gonna see red like Moulin Rouge
And I see clearly, I wanna share views
Now I gotta compete with, but I never care who
All I'm gonna do is say blud, I hear you
And keep the same energy when I'm near you
I step into the game like hello, hello
I'm a drummer, I don't play cello, cello
I took my family out the ghetto, ghetto
Then I went straight back to the ghetto, ghetto
In my hood, a man feels blessed
Some days humble, other days big up my chest
I block the hype like a bulletproof vest
Run up on the stage like yes
That's family
Don't mess with my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
That's family
Don't mess with my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
Live for the family
Do this ting for my family
[Verse 1: Wiley]
For the family, I'ma do ones and twos
Stay away, make sure man don't snooze
Tell a man, you best control your booze
Or you're gonna see red like Moulin Rouge
And I see clearly, I wanna share views
Now I gotta compete with, but I never care who
All I'm gonna do is say blud, I hear you
And keep the same energy when I'm near you
I step into the game like hello, hello
I'm a drummer, I don't play cello, cello
I took my family out the ghetto, ghetto
Then I went straight back to the ghetto, ghetto
In my hood, a man feels blessed
Some days humble, other days big up my chest
I block the hype like a bulletproof vest
Run up on the stage like yes
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