Flowz Dilione - Family Over Fame lyrics

Yeah strong and Loyal
Day one, uh

Fuck Facebook, I ain't on the internet
I've got no time to spare so I'm with my fam
Catch me with my little brother in the ends
My circle's small I ain't
Got a million friends
I still got fam in jail I ain't visit them
Lieks could die tomorrow thinkin
That I didn't care
And people wanna talk shit
Got their fingers flexed
Big behind computer screens
Smaller when they in the flesh
All these cunts wanna kill me
They ain't kill me yet
It's get rich or die tryin like 50 Cent
All I want is six figures in my bank
But for now I'm still workin and flippin Zs
Got youngin on the high that will sit in pen
Pour rain broad day and it ain't winter yet
It ain't anything to them to
Stick a shiv in man
Real talk don I've seen grown
Men shit their pants
I used to feel bad for them when was Will
Was there, cause he would show em no mercy
He didn't care i remember way back we were
Chillin and someone tried to
Stick him up in his guts a shiv went
Disrespect and wish for death
White collars drippin red
Calm before the storm when it
Rains it pours schizophrenic
Dream of freedom when you're sleeping
In a prison bed gloves on
Safety off cause no one wants
To live in death cCTV got me thikin feds
Once bitten twice shy I
Ain't gonna slit again
Lieks up in country, he ain't on a
Holiday, shank in the inner line
Bench press alotta weight
Fans and friends turn to dogs and snakes
Gronks and fakes catch me pourin liquor out
Pissin on a copper's grave
People like 'fuck money' happy if
They got their health
But, I was born sick so I've
Got some rocks to sell
Thinkin bout robbin banks
We ain't got a common wealth they're fat
I'm skinny nickin dinner off the shelves
Sticky fingers lots of help
When I need to eat right
Lean beef, steamed rice, chicken breast
Green vines
Opposite to Eastside, Western like three-five
Hungry as tea time, busier than
Two-fifty for an Oz that's a cheap price
Lemon so good have you runnin back rewind
My birds fly north but I
Grow em in the south
With my brotherhood plants growin
In the house so much lemon it won't fit on
The scales, I'm flying birds cause
I can't send bricks in the mail
Got fam doin stretches no exercise
But they still gettin fit on the pedal bike
My brothers on the bench I
Ain't talkin bout the sidelines
A hundred on his chest
When he went in he was my size
To try and stop the pain I'm sippin Nightime
I'm beyond blue lookin for a Lifeline
I'll turn a punch on into a knife fight
If you don't believe me come
And look in my eyes
Nah I lied if you don't believe me come try
You're a pussy but you don't have nine lives
Cruisin while I'm sky high
Got me thinkin drive bys
Death to my enemies my donny lets five fly
These ain't the states where we shoot
Guns and drive for turf
Double barrel shotty, West City fireworks
You're only doin minor dirt
My fam put in overtime
I only have to tell em once
Never have I spoken twice