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FAMILY MATTERS

Drake

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FAMILY MATTERS Lyrics

Maybe in this song you shouldn't start by saying

Nigga I said it, I know that you mad

I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs

You mentioned my seed, now deal with his dad

I gotta go bad, I gotta go bad

Mmm, mmm, yeah

Drop, drop, drop, drop

Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot

Drop a fifty bag, twenty-nine for the thot

Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG

I was really, really tryna keep it PG

Ivan Cornejo 'Baby Please' (En Vivo) | Genius Open Mic



Ivan Cornejo 'Baby Please' (En Vivo) | Genius Open Mic

If you had a set, they'd give your ass a DP

But you civilian, gang in real life, you PC

You know who really bang a set? My nigga YG

You know who really bang a set? My nigga Chuck T

You know who even bang a set out there is CB

And, nigga, Cole losin' sleep on this, it ain't me

You better have somе paperwork or that shit fake tea

Can't bе rapping 'bout no ratting that we can't read

I mean it's true a nigga slimed me for my AP

Just like how Metro nigga slimed him for his main squeeze

Out here begging for attention, nigga say, "Please"

Always rapping like you 'bout to get the slaves freed

You just acting like a activist, it's make believe

Don't even go back to your hood and plant no money trees

You say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean?

I been with black and white and everything that's in between

You the black messiah wifing up a mixed queen

And hit vanilla cream to help out with your self-esteem

On some Bobby shit, I wanna know what Whitney need

All that puppy love was over in y'all late teens

Why you never hold your son and tell him, "Say cheese?"

We could've left the kids out of this, don't blame me

You a dog and you know it, you just play sweet

Your baby mama captions always screamin', "Save me"

You did her dirty all her life, you tryna make peace

I heard that one of them little kids might be Dave Free

Don't make it Dave Free's

'Cause if your GM is your BM secret BD

Then this is all making plenty fuckin' sense to me

Ayy, let that shorty breathe

Shake that ass bitch

Hands on your knees, hands on your knees

Hands on your knees, hands on your knees

Shake that ass for Drake, now shake that ass for free

Yeah, yeah

Well not that kind of free, I'm talkin' 'bout my nigga Dave

Your man a little K, we call that shit a mini Drac'

He always said I overlooked him, I was staring straight

These bars go over Kenny head, no matter what I say

I know you like to keep it short, so let me paraphrase

Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade

Nigga said, "Uh, uh"

Almost started reaching for my waist

Drop, drop, drop, drop

Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot

Drop a fifty bag, twenty-nine for the thot

Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it--

Yeah

Yeah, let me stop playing around, take this shit serious

You niggas is a joke, I'll take you serious though

If Drake shooters doing TikToks, nigga

Realest shooter in your gang thats P's brother, ya'll ain't getting shit shot, nigga

Can't listen to the stick talk in Falsetto save it for a Hip-Hop, nigga

Ya'll don't ever be at home, dawg you a souvenir out the gift shop, nigga

Still mad about that one ho we ain't even fuck I just lip lock with her

I get active when it's war time I ain't even really let my dick drop, nigga

What the fuck I heard Rick drop, nigga?

Talking something 'bout a nose job, nigga

Ozempic got a side effect of jealousy and doctors never told y'all niggas

Put a nigga in the bars let a nigga rot kind of like your old job

House sitting on some land but it's out where no one even really know y'all niggas

Bitches gotta drive two hours for you pay 'em just to give a blowjob, nigga

Must've snorted up a snowball

Cause my last record deal was 400M's these days that's a low ball, nigga

Ayy

Who's next on the list?

Which one of my so called niggas

Which one of my so called niggas

Which one of my so called niggas need a shell from the clip

Always knew I had to smoke ya'll niggas

Good kid, m.A.A.d city van

We'll pop the latch and let the door slide

Tears running down my cheek laughing at you pussies dying, it's a war cry

Weeknd music getting played in the spots where boys got a little more pride

That's why all your friends dipping to Atlanta paying to just find a tour guide

Abel run your fucking bread need to buy some more chains for some more guys

Lemme find another street nigga I can take to the game, courtside

Let me get a used Ferrari for a rapper take the nigga on a horse ride

Anything to take the spotlight off the fact the boss is a drugged out little punk sissy from the northside

Rakim talkin' shit again

Gassed cause you hit my BM first

Nigga do the math, who I was hitting then?

I ain't even know you rap still cause they only talking bout your fit again

Probably gotta a have kid again before you think of dropping any shit again

Even whe