Family Affair (Explicit)

Family Affair (Explicit) - Money Man/Lil Yee/Lil pete

Lyrics by：Tysen Jay Bolding/Maurice Darnell Ivory/Stacey Antonio Gilton/Rodriquez Antonio Jackson

Composed by：Tysen Jay Bolding/Maurice Darnell Ivory/Stacey Antonio Gilton/Rodriquez Antonio Jackson

Produced by：Reece Beats

Reece take 'em to church

Yeah it's a hot car I can't do the dash in this *****

On a high speed can't imagine crashing this *****

I'm a Rockstar I got all this cash on my wrist

I'm taking tabs on the trip don't make me flash in this *****

I got Audemar for a broken heart couldn't fix it

Imagine if I didn't take them chances and risk it

I'm outside livin I'm standing on business

It's a fan be a fan we'll stamp him and blitz him

Ayy

Baby bottle filled with Wock grab a Sprite and twist it

I'm having mixed emotions I'm stayin' out my feelings

And before it's all said and done I'ma make a killing

Money Man it's a thousand bags can you flip it?

I'm tryna get these bags off baby I can't kick it

Should I drop the pack to the A? I'ma risk it

If I drop these pounds on you have my money quickly

Lost a load that **** hurt my stomach it was sickening

Audemar Pateks and the prezi's I be switchin'

Black out with the binary you know this ***** be glitchin'

Heard a nigga took your **** and you ain't get no straightin'

I should work for J.P. Morgan baby I be bankin'

TRX a demon though if not I'm in a spaceship

We don't do no arms or leg shots we gon' face ****

You can't hang around the kid unless you trap or take ****

Niggas out here ******** and complainin' that's some gay ****

It's a hot car I can't do the dash in this *****

On a high speed can't imagine crashin' this *****

I'm a rockstar I got all this cash on my wrist

I'm takin' tabs on the trip don't make me flash in this *****

I got Audemar for a broken heart couldn't fix it

Imagine if I didn't take them chances and risk it

I'm outside livin' life standin' on business

It's a fan be a fan we'll stamp him and blitz him

Uh all this money in the world still won't fix it

My pain run deeper than a marathon no endin'

These niggas sell they soul for a pint and a image

A triple cross always beat the devil know the difference

You know we locked in

Money Man in the city we brought chopsticks

Niggas be runnin' out of luck but this not this

Your life runnin' out of time don't get boxed in

I kept the block lit hardly forget what I forgive

Niggas not again really the voice of the trenches

It's not pretend pockets be tapped I'm the motion

They tappin' in ******* set to play leave it to them

I'm they rapper friend

It's a hot car I can't do the dash in this *****

On a high speed can't imagine crashin' this *****

I'm a rockstar I got all this cash on my wrist

I'm takin' tabs on the trip don't make me flash in this *****

I got Audemar for a broken heart couldn't fix it

Imagine if I didn't take them chances and risk it

I'm outside livin' life standin' on business

It's a fan be a fan we'll stamp him and blitz him