Family Lyrics

Hey Jalen, it's your nana. I was just calling to let you know that grandpa was cooking

well he gave me cooking dinner for you and Jace over here

Corned beef and cabbage, canned yams, and..

I guess that's it, and boiled corn on the cob

And cornbread

But anyway, give me a call when you get this message

Alright, love ya

I ain't get a chance to see family in a while, that shit getting to me, but they know I'm working, I love em

I'll see em soon

Yeah

Yeah

Me and Lil Jay was making plays just like a running back

Used to cut the grass with Mr. Williams, but I'm done with that

People recognize me from the strolling, but I'm more than that

People don't wanna see me win, but that's the shit that come with that

I then change so much when I leave, don't know if it's me that's gonna be coming back

Soon as I left, she gotta make peace with that

Had to drop my courses cause nobody was teaching that

On the floor, where a real nigga was sleeping at

Had to work a nine to five just to be out of depth

Even if I win, it's gonna be hard just to run it back

I'm tired of helping everyone, it's hard always reaching back

These niggas owe me money, it's hard for me to keep em in check

Shout out to my homies devoted they life to keep me on track

Hard to pay Aaron and pay Isaiah back

All the nights I had to vent to someone and Travis said

All them nights Jalen pulled up where I needed him at

All them nights my momma made sure I had my luggage packed

All the times my father had to double back

Even with a payment plan, there's no price on that

Ain't no paying them back, for real

I wonder how I could've been if I had snakes in the grass

Wonder how I could've been if I ain't have patience in class

Man, I never wanna fail cause we ain't never falling back

I ain't have shit I buy it all I don't care about the tag

Yeah, I got the riches, but I really came from the rags

Gotta let my shot off, I'ma make it, don't mean to brag

Three-point line is where I pull up and start from

Depression is a place where I go get the bars from

My brother is a place where I hate to be apart from

I like to stitch it up just like a fitted hat

Wanna buy my niggas from the hood, a hellcat and a track

Know whenever I'm done, I'm gonna be wherever my granny at, I'm gone

I'm gone