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Verzache

"In The Family (Remix)"

[Chorus: Tee]
Blood can get it free
Outsiders pay a fee
How man stack that P
Keep it in the family

Vezarchi on the beat
Must be in the jeans
Four tings at the house
Can't be all for me

Carpet fresh and clean
So keep your trainers clean
Tell her to bring some socks
Cos manaman don't do feet
Only problem I got is how to turn down all this weed

[Verse 1: Rocket]
Puff Puff
Puff Puff, Pufff
This thing of ours, coming like costa nostra
I keep the enemies close but always keep the family closer
Moving in silence cos man don't want exposure
Girl try put me on insta I hit her with the non disclosure
Phone on flight mode but she knows that I ain't overseas
Told her that I need closure but she still wanna get close to me
Doing up herbs in here, but we don't mean thyme and rosemary
Man trillin and billin em, manaman seeing more green than groceries

f*ck silver spoons now we do silver screens
Tell her 3 stacks like OutKast
Man are so fresh so clean
Whole gang doin' up work mode and we got a new regime
Doing up shots at the bar, hit em with the sub machine

[Verse 2: Fekky]
Lets go
Which one, which one of dem
Them man ain't family
I'll kick one of them, who's badder than man
Bredrin pick one of them
I'll hop out the whip, walk up and hit one of them
Which one, which one, what is it
You don't want none of it
Give your boyfriend a leg shot, make man hop for the fun of it
Man said I got rich, then I switch like I won't hop out the Bentley
Duck man down in my Gucci's, beef gets very expensive
I tell young buck go cop that, 20 bags all in 20s
I play for the cup no friendly, open his top like Wembley
My head back looking all trendy, it's big F no Fendi
Man went hard to the trenches, it's a family ting no friendship

[Verse 3 : LD]
The sh*t that I did for the family, the sh*t that I did for the gangdem

Load the luger, nines in the handting, taking mad trips at random
Most wanted by the trident, you know LD can't stand them
But I still gotta flood these jails cos the family tree on the landing

Six Gang n*gga get with it
See an op, pack then bill it
They won't even know who did it

Max took one for the gang
And he ain't been home in a minute
All of that riding, sliding sh*t
You know LD done did it

Really though man was out here banging on ops
Big wap like what?
Come through ringing off 32 shots
Somebody's getting shot
Any dude that the mandem real too
We got the ting on lock

Done did it with the jobs
Done did it with the spin
You done did it with the mop

[Verse 4: JME]
I don't smoke, i'm not a pool taker
Fam I don't care how cool they are
Man have been doing this all day, rah
pus*yoles, pus*yoles, all stay far
Them guys there they all wanna par but sorry
Mans not a rulebreaker

I keep it inhouse like cleavage in blouse
I keep it inhouse like wallpaper
Cabman told man money up-front
Jab man's throat fam running up gums
Glad dad showed man stacking up funds
Otherwise man would be racking up crumbs

Talking like you man have missed out
What about the P's I've no doubt missed
Man are asking man for a discount
I'm like yo man's tryna count this

[Chorus: Tee]
Blood can get it free
Outsiders pay a fee
How man stack that P
Keep it in the family

Verzachi on the beat
Must be in the jeans
Four tings at the house
Can't be all for me

Carpet fresh and clean
So keep your trainers clean
Tell her to bring some socks
Cos manaman don't do feet
Only problem I got is how to turn down all this weed

Bed clothes freshly washed
Ain't anyone sleep on me

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