trouble - fam lyrics
[intro]
walked in first face i seen was
shawty fresh on the track
walk in wit my fam whateva
worried bout [?] just get the cake but ain’t nothin’ more important than the fam
yean even playin’ like that
[chorus]
you may be hearin’ what i’m sayin’, but there’s much different understanding
i got to war bout my fam, i’m going to war bout my fam
come through your side like i’m cam, they can’t know it ain’t no jam
f-ck them n-ggas they ain’t fam, f-ck em they ain’t wit the fam
[verse 1]
eyes closed i see a f-ck n-gga, i swear to you i can still see em
this sh-t don’t smell good as i am, this sh-t don’t smell good as i am
how you the only one eatin’ in yo camp, runnin’ round like you some kind of champ
type of sh-t get you hawked off the map, i’ma straight fool wit no sign wit no care
i’m explorin’ no dora no map, on a b-tch just [?] no rap
i won’t tell you sh-t that get me wrapped, gotta be here for my folk no rap
sh-t get crazy when ya friends in it, and a n-gga facin’ time in the penitentiary
young’n still in tryna shake his sentence, n0body no hoe snitchin’
[chorus]
you may be hearin’ what i’m sayin’, but there’s much different understanding
i got to war bout my fam, i’m going to war bout my fam
come through your side like i’m cam, they can’t know it ain’t no jam
f-ck them n-ggas they ain’t fam, f-ck em they ain’t wit the fam
you may be hearin’ what i’m sayin’, but there’s much different understanding
i got to war bout my fam, i’m going to war bout my fam
come through your side like i’m cam, they can’t know it ain’t no jam
f-ck them n-ggas they ain’t fam, f-ck em they ain’t wit the fam
[verse 2]
the same way you treat me you gotta treat fam, yeah you gotta treat fam
where’s your respect where your muf-ckin’ man, where is your man
she ride on my bike grip her waist like a handles, her waist is the handle (ooh)
now she drunk and like fam, i favorite that sh-t on my camera
n-gga be so fugazi they let that fugazi sh-t will get em kilt (bow)
n-ggas do anything now for attention, for these hoes (anything anything) for these hoes (anything)
you gettin’ aggressive wit any one of my n-ggas, then there gotta be pressure
you talkin’ that fake rich sh-t, how bout i turn up for the lesser (p-ssy)
[chorus]
you may be hearin’ what i’m sayin’, but there’s much different understanding
i got to war bout my fam, i’m going to war bout my fam
come through your side like i’m cam, they can’t know it ain’t no jam
f-ck them n-ggas they ain’t fam, f-ck em they ain’t wit the fam
you may be hearin’ what i’m sayin’, but there’s much different understanding
i got to war bout my fam, i’m going to war bout my fam
come through your side like i’m cam, they can’t know it ain’t no jam
f-ck them n-ggas they ain’t fam, f-ck em they ain’t wit the fam
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