Lil Mias - Family 2 Feed (feat. DjMoney) Lyrics

I gotta family to feed
Keep my trust in the lord while I'm chasing the green
Get ta dogging the scat know u hearing the screech
Get ta hogging the Tec now u hear all the scream
Zay from the 8 he gon shoot with esteem
Ant got da drac better duck and go flea
Patiently waiting I'm chasing da cream
I put trust innis pipe and put trust in my team
Hit the ground with the ghost I'm with Dave nem
Left lil cuz now you cant save him
He looking confused u must not have paced him
I'm killing him fast with the led then erase him nigga
Ion care if we opps can't chase no nigga
No diddy I'd rather just face that nigga
All they do is jus yap man I hate them niggas
They don't wanna admit I created those niggas
Marri nem goofy and flooky keep dissing in tracks but ain't checking da scoreboard
Tee Roy and bam onna left finna catch us a hat how yo brother blood all onna floor board
U never mentioning tha we ain't talking bout tha but u gotta accept that you know more
Sliding we deep inna v and its tinted I saw how u shitted we bail out the 4 door
Caught a opp at the popeyes thought he was a fly guy till he got fried like sum chicken
Other opp tagged in his back rolling down in a wheelchair buddy ass think he cripping
Body parts all on the pavement they cant save em look like he got hit wit a missle
Buddy did allat talking got shot in the mouth now his homies gotta watch dat dissing
Dj: Watch dat dissin
Shorty got caught in the hall he was limpin
Niggas is tryna act tuff like they aint a youngin put his lil ass in detention
We blessin dese bullets get tapped to the fullest yk I'm gone drench him like christian
U beta listen these bars go over yo head if yk u not payin attention
I'm feelin hot
I might just pull out a rabbit I'm thinking outside of the box
Buddy got popped
He beta pick up his homie before he the next one to drop
We catch a opp
Arp ain't fully loaded yk that we gotta restock
Shorty a bop
Nigga died tryna get pussy told him to not think wit his cock
If we on a mission u beta be ready for war cs yk dat we with it
5% tinted
We in the back of the lac all u hear is the bullets we sendin
The cat steady hissin
No ian talkin bout pets i got money I ain't from the trenches
Lit up his kitchen next nigga speak on lil sway if we see him we tappin his fitted
Mias:
When im cracking his missus she like that im closing my mouth she know tha im staying discreet
He thought he was fly like a bird till we hop out the cut now we sending shots straight at his beak
Im like lebron i could get older and older im still gonna stay at my peak
Im tryna touch me a mill no diddy these niggas know i could never fw meek
He Taking a dose of the 762s fatality death is the worst of his symptoms
Davo u aim for his back imma aim for his hat when we sliding we follow the system
Niggas like hating on me cuz im smart and i rap im building different types of incomes
Buddy had became a bully got hit with a fully
Aggressor that became a victim
Niggas they know whats going on
Cracking this bitch she throw it on me
Niggas they know that i keep it on me
Im the king they cannot dethrone me
Im sending hit after hit after hit
He catching em all like he was a goalie
Tired of niggas speaking on my name unaware of the pain cuz they dont know me