Glue (feat. ILL Stafa & CHEY Y)

I believe in life the family is the foundation Your born into one that doesn't have to mean indoctrination In the 21st century a families follies are ousted flagrantly Why we put on blast what should never be put on these social pages Over time I've grown respect for mine and everybody's stages Understanding instant actions done during different phases A helping hand now building better skills for bigger wages To broaden the brand with the cards in my hand that were dealt like a blackjack game in vegas I was the guy being way too nice to a poor ice spice on the cusp of breaking I was uptight due to struggles up nights Head in a bottle hitting up models Girl wasn't mine she was for the streetlights Tired of it Self fired from it No Sabbatical I chose to cut the ties Mobbed to a different state Then I got me a situation Trey told me he found me a space New studio dubbed the base Thats where the sounds created The sounds I put out got'em so elated Demanding the dates that I do pull up dominate some stages I'm coagulating just got off a call with a Ghanaian native Who told me that I'm amazing She don't even want no money because Ms. Cosette love the music and keeps it playing The big tree only grew when my root got implanted like glue and I'm illustrating Roald Dahl on a ball Published pictures no imprinted paintings Write my rhyme in fonts forever interchanging Mom had ten of us And I was wasn't selfish Kept it in well like a shelfish Blew up like a whale then I delve in I ain't do nothing special I stuck to it Duty came first I trucked through it Put bucks to it No fuss through it Like hot peas and butta We been outside Was mobbin wit my brothas Say ima ride or die Cant afford to lose my head I had to make it When my people needed me I made dat spin again Wicked ways done made tha world go world Ummm Ain nobody safe up In my town Ummm I been on before y'all figured out Ummm My OGs was Neva ones to throw the towel Last of the miracles Gotta keep it lyrical Got keep it 98 plus two AMN the ribe crew Ubran politics what you going to do We Hop up in that space ship and take a trip to Skyzoo Keep it black like ponzu You scam mean Ponzi sceam Just another feind to the hype and the apparel See you drowin in that barrel You need to eat Lookin feral All that hate that you say expose the fact your Thoughts narrow Hello I been on my rap Business for years Charlie bees broad street Had lt feelin like Cheers Junk joint College Park We was taking they ears Before the Show chugging beers shots of Belvedere On the system hear me clear Mic check I'm a kill it I'm a skillet sizzling the track Nice guy but never simpin Raised around too much pimping Natural walk got some limping Play that Jucie J and Snoop damn dog You crippin Mom had four of us Thru the drugs it was times she was Selfish But the cocaine was a bad thing Thank that god you Made it We were separated man I couldn't fade it but made me it strong Pain I felt but I moved along Now I put it out Up on every song Like hot peas and butta We been outside Was mobbin wit my brothas Say ima ride or die Cant afford to lose my head I had to make it When my people needed me I made dat spin again Wicked ways done made tha world go world Ummm Ain nobody safe up In my town Ummm I been on before y'all figured out Ummm My OGs was Neva ones to throw the towel