Family First ft. Tre Ro$ean Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Me and Tre Rosean real twins

So we always been locked in

Always stay true to myself

It was my mom that taught us that

Always put family first

It was our dad that taught us that

I make racks off a verse

And nobody taught me that

I just got a brand new crib

I don't even need a key, type a code to get in

And I blew up without a label

I get recognized by all of my neighbors

This year I'ma tour the country

Then next year I'ma tour the whole world

Fendi what you doing that for

You already up and you still want more

Of course I want more

If I'm not getting money then I'm probably getting bored

One thing that I never lacked is ambition

Mama used to have me and Tre washing dishes

Now I just bought her a brand new kitchen

Speaking of Tre, I should probably go get him

I been speaking facts, so I hope that he listenin'

Yo Tre, are you listenin…

Are you stacking up them bands and them dividends

Looking for some new ice to put your wrist in

Yo Tre, are you listenin…

(Huh)

Yes I am

It's funny how the rap turned into dividends

It's funny how the rollie glued to the left hand

It's funny how yo bitch stare at me walkin in

Yeah the rollie plain but the ice comin in

And the price changing up cause the days to an end

Our og's royalty

So prestige in our skin

And we come from 80/20

So we grind from within

We was born rich

So the bag shipping in

And fendi in New York but he flew Tre Rose in

And I heard he feel like Ye, so i guess that make me Hov

If was out in Paris I'd eat off models with no clothes

And Fendi takin off so

I guess he is a blueprint

But when I use it I'ma leave a bigger shoe print

Cause I did this rap shit first

Fuckin wit my brother you gone end up inna hearse

Feel like Uzi Vert it's a glock in this purse

Codeine in my cup but I don't know a nurse

Racks inna safe

So the label know my worth (Uh)

Feeling like a race

And we in first (Uh)

She listen to our music make it twerk (Uh)

You run up on the ghost and you'll get murked (Uh)

They not hearing us Fendi!

Go!

Did I stutter

If you sign me gotta sign my little brother

Only rapper mainstream and still undiscovered

We are not the same I am nothing like the others

Got a million people waiting on my next album

A lot of people wish they could have this outcome

I'm the first millionaire from where I'm from

Not a lot of people could've did what I done

Not a lot of people really on what I'm on

Got a glock wit a drum go pa-rum pum pum pum

Treat the beef like it's weed smoke it straight to the lungs

We don't fuck with new niggas less they on what we on

Been in my zone

Cash calling my phone

Saying son don't stop till the Wallace name on

Evil twin but not von

Fendi know what I'm on

If you fucking wit my brother

Then a shirt where you going gang