Family - NoCap, Quando Rondo

Yeah

Yeah

Know my haters hate to see this

But I ain’t goin' back broke

Don’t judge what you hear

Judge what you know, ayy

If the devil call my phone, I’ma answer it

Half a million stashed away just for my family

Ten thousand dollars on a fit just like a mannequin

I’ma drive this foreign whip just like an ambulance

Go state-to-state, this shit feel like human trafficking

Like I’m on the D-line, I got a sack in

Like Shaquille, we had to get a couple packs in

Pockets full, got me lookin' bad built

You can hear the Adderalls in my ad-libs

I just fired my lawyer

I just bought a new lawyer

I spent some racks on my Charger

Yeah, drop it in machines, let the money count

Spent blue faces on a Rollie, yeah, bust down

Thotiana

My niggas slime, they think they all anacondas

Pose as a team so the clip got bananas

It’s in the air, we watch it fall on dancers

Yeah, tats on my face like I’m a criminal

Everything that I do, it be expensive

I don’t regret it, but I prolly ain’t meant it

Stuck in the hood so my friend became a engine

Ayy, real 'til I die like Emmitt

Took the harder way, I didn’t have a penny

Pink slip, haters thought that it was rented

I fast forward, they was stuck at the beginning

Ayy, I hear a Crip, he ridin' 'round nightly in a Bentley

Ayy, I put blue diamonds 'round the big B on the Bentley

Ayy, young projects finest on the TV, that’s so real, yeah

Wrapped 'round my neck, flawless diamonds 'cause I’m—

They told me styling was a secret (Secret)

So I steady scream on «Murder,"oh, I (Oh, I)

Cartier glasses with the VVs

Same ones that been worn by Steve Urkel

But why you cappin' to the folks?

You is not a don

They know I pick some for the Rover, color crayon

Look at her hair go past her shoulders, shawty so A-1

I think my heart gettin' colder even when in the sun

I did this shit— I’m ballin' out of my world

Know my haters hate to see this

But I ain’t goin' back broke

Don’t judge what you hear

Judge what you know, ayy

If the devil call my phone, I’ma answer it

Half a million stashed away just for my family

Ten thousand dollars on a fit just like a mannequin

I’ma drive this foreign whip just like an ambulance

Go state-to-state, this shit feel like human trafficking