For The Family Lyrics - Fabolous

[Verse 1: Don Q] 

Some niggas call shots, some call the feds 

They say the ones close'll push you when you're on the edge 

Grew up on a pissy mattress, never had a water bed 

Screamin' fuck the board of ed, too busy chasin' corner bread 

Bathroom baggin' up for an hour long 

To play it off, man I had to turn the shower on 

Comin' up with baggies and a towel on 

Only if mama knew the type of shit I was on 

I really know hustlers, dope and coke jugglers 

You'll never get rich surrounded by broke customers 

You gotta learn to maneuver through the tight spots 

Dirty night cops keep searchin' a nigga Nike socks 

I had to switch the stash up cause they might watch 

Everything done is a fact soon as the dice drop 

You get to strip jumpin', start off with six onions 

I'm fence jumpin' before the dog come sniff somethin' 

Got a bunch of jail niggas talkin' on my Sprint fussin' 

Besides the money and bitches you ain't miss nothin' 

The love overpower the hate 

The drugs overpower the plate 

I baby blue powdered the Wraith 

Gold Rollie, a bunch of diamonds overcrowded the face 

Never worried, I'm with my jewelry in and out of the state 

Road trips, I fuck with foreign them, the Impala was safe 

And if you seen it how I seen it then you gotta relate 

It's Don 

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[Verse 2: Dave East] 

Uh I was raised where it's cold at 

The presidential was plain till game froze that 

OxyContin and Molly I really sold that 

All black 380, the scheme matchin' my Bo Jacks 

You seein' there ain't no paper here so where the coke at 

Took a trip to Texas, brought lean back like Joe Crack 

Couldn't give my uncle no money cause he would smoke that 

The 'Gram got him thirsty for pictures so they could post that 

20 niggas crowdin' my section like "where the hoes at?" 

I'm in Bergdorf Goodman blowin' this feature paper 

Floatin' up 1st Ave knockin' Anita Baker 

Givenchy T for the ape rottweiler 

Crown Five, whole dinner cost me like 5 dollars 

In the zone playin' The Commission off of Shyne album 

The shit they be rappin' out be make believe 

Outside pumpin' and it was 8 degrees 

Blunted off an 8th of green 

Before the sour came, before niggas was drinkin' lean 

Avirex leathers some niggas listened to Tracey Lee 

I'm prolly with a chick that look like Amerie 

'04 crocodile Mauries I had the gators green 

My cousin said we the best traffickin' major keys 

Before Meek was reppin' Dream Chasers I tried to chase a dream 

Christian Dior cover my eyelids 

Ask my nigga Don who got the raw up in Highbridge 

Nothin' to eat, embarrassed to open my fridge 

Jigga on repeat as I think about it, can I live? 

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[Verse 3: Fabolous] 

Look, I'm tryna grab a Dame and Dash get back on the Freeway 

Shawty went to Memphis, brought it back up to BK 

Hard knock life, Bentley back to the PJs 

The feds ain't got a clue like they lackin' a DJ 

Rock chains round here they'll get you for real 

Put that Mac to your Beanie just to get to A Mil 

See I was Young poppin' Cris underneath the big homies 

Rappin' and trappin', tryna do it B.I.G.'s homie 

Yeah I put my pay on Birks 

Shit I even bought a watch, a little plain jawn first 

Looked at hers, looked at mine, said this ain't gon' work 

So I threw diamonds up in it like a Jay concert 

And told her "hold it down and I just might bae you" 

You been around since I was choppin' up the Ye samples 

Fuck the streets all I want is State Property 

And make sure I break off the niggas that hate properly 

And don't let them Jones'll talk about the gemstones 

We don't Just Blaze we blow 'em out of they Timbos 

They gon' whisper like Keak Da Sneak 

That Patek Philipe, 7:30 Freaky Zeke 

But enough about the jewels every summer we jam on 'em 

And they take shots when you pullin' out the Lamb' on 'em 

Oh you mad? Know I had the Cam on 'em 

Said a Diplomat plays for the fam on 'em 

Yeah