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Family Not A Group

de Hit-Boy

[Verse 1]
This is for them women that know the talents in niggas
She didn't have three carrer paths ever since I met her
One minute she a designer,the next she manager writer
A couple minutes after that she hit me talking 'bout she rhyming
But it's all good, boo you look good, you look good
Wanna make a happy home but you can't cook good
Know that all them others niggas don't care,don't care though
Long as you can throw it back in pair though,bad dough
You got dreams of being a mama
And living somewhere in the hills right next to Madonna
And if I said you weren't ill I'd probably be lying
That's why you drive them niggers crazy like mitsiwa massawa
I swear my life on the bible

[Hook: John Legend]
Baby it's whatever you want
If you got ambition girl
If you just tryin' to kick it
And lay on top of this
Million dollar nigga you chillin' with
Girl I want whatever you want
If you try to get it girl
If you just want to roll up some weed
Whatever you want from me

[Verse 2]
And this is from them dealers that slang on the corners
Whether they poppin' Jay's with it too feeding your daughter
You gotta get paid so fuck what they say
Just make sure you have a good lawyer
Cause I'd hate to see another black pastor
But you know they coming after you
And that ain't even the half of it
You got a son too so by all means
If it's a draw you show what your gun do
And if you get batch beat two more black kids
Getting rice but they encore
That's the force until we get tired
Cause we barely got a job so the system's fucking us all
So predictable,we got intentions to ball
But we can't pass the physical
Too much fucking stress too put your mentor through
So I sip this wine and blast Aquemini
Praying to God that he keep me alive

[Hook x3]

Baby it's whatever you want

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