Lyrics Family - Dylan St. John

Family

Riding round the city and I know they can’t stand me
Tryna' take my Jetta turn this shit into a Bentley
Mind so out this world nobody ever understand me
They was never friends but now they wanna call me family
Whoa… but that ain’t how it works
Know your role homie i don’t come with perks
I just talked to Luke, spoke to Burke
It’s time i put the game on high alert
My word is bond yeah my word is bond
I see your con man, I see your con
What side you on man what side you on?
If you ain’t BBE then you dead and gone
Got it tatted on me like a fuckin' uniform
So thats permanent, you know i stay learning shit
Writing like a journalist, every beat i murder it
Best believe that i’m the rookie of the year
Tryna' get that ring like im a Cavaleer
2k17 i swear that this my year
2k17 i swear that this my year
I Drop the doors up off the jeep then colin steer
HOOK 2X:
Riding round the city and I know they can’t stand me
Tryna' take my Jetta turn this shit into a Bentley
Mind so out this world nobody ever understand me
They was never friends but now they wanna call me family
Whoa… but that ain’t how it works
Know your rank homie gotta know your worth
No currency for happiness the merch
I pull up on your block and then i swerve…(Skrt)
So ima turn this Jetta to a Bentley yeah
Ima get her wetter if she tempt me yeah
Ima whip it til my tank is empty yeah
People on my dick thought they resent me yeah.
(ohhhh)
We ain’t never been the same
So why you speaking on my name?
You a fraud with the claims
Don’t try to come around likes nothings changed
You better fall back with all that we ain’t family
Bitch bad a tall glass of eye candy
You mad, you mad you can’t stand me
I ride, I ride for my family
HOOK:
Riding round the city and I know they can’t stand me
Tryna' take my Jetta turn this shit into a Bentley
Mind so out this world nobody ever understand me
They was never friends but now they wanna call me family
OUTRO:
Now they wanna call me family, they was never friends
But now they wanna call me family
Riding round the city and I know they can’t stand me
They was never friends but now they wanna call me family
Family, Family, Family… Thats why you gotta ride for yours
I ride for mine you know, you know, you know