My Family - Pa Salieu, BackRoad Gee

Pussy, what you want from me?

Pussy, I don’t owe nobody

Frontlines, all you see is cats callin' (callin')

They only wanted (uh) from me

(Ay)

See me right there, I’m with my family

In the Midlands streets with my family (uh)

Big hand ting there for my family (uh)

(Bri-ki-ti Bri-ki-ti) my family (uh)

Buss up, buss up

Ride for my killy killy

No cap, buss a bell

Make it ring like that

Have you ever seen a mad man giggle laughter?

He done rolled up a brudda like that, you don’t smoke like that

(Ay Ay)

Who want war?

(who)

Big fat corn get caught in your melon

BRG, man I slap with the weapon

No fuck that, I might slap where you step

Man waring all of them roaches

I ain’t that guy, man are rising torches (oh)

Them boy appauling, all my enemies them fallin'

(Ay)

B—back up, (bri-ki-ti) on me

Kickback mad so we say it’s first dammin'

Oil it up, we don’t know about jammin'

Pizzy staircase, that’s where I’m standin'

Pussy, what you want from me?

Pussy, I don’t owe nobody

Frontlines, all you see is cats callin' (callin')

They only wanted (uh) from me

(Ay)

See me right there, I’m with my family

In the Midlands streets with my family (uh)

Big hand ting there for my family (uh)

(Bri-ki-ti Bri-ki-ti) my family (uh)

(Ay)

(Pé-lé-bow) that’s how the gun sounded

Chattin' wass, they ain’t took them rounds

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, 4-door dinger

Ting go clap, tryna hit them figures

Ghetto baby, grew up 'round them killas

City full of spinnas, never touch a civilian

'97 baby, king born a winner

No one realer, they ain’t really diligent

(Ah)

Allow that shit

Tap into my wolf, let me hit that prick

What the (fu-de-de), don’t call me again

You wasn’t banged up with me in the cell

Tell my babes, off her wig

We’re going to war, load up the bells

In the magazine, make sure the (brrr-skir)'s dirty not clean

Rico cleaning up the streets

Pussy, what you want from me?

Pussy, I don’t owe nobody

Frontlines, all you see is cats callin' (callin')

They only wanted (uh) from me

(Ay)

See me right there, I’m with my family

In the Midlands streets with my family (uh)

Big hand ting there for my family (uh)

(Bri-ki-ti Bri-ki-ti) my family (uh)

(Pé-lé-bow) that’s how the gun sounded (x8)