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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Family & Mula by Rich Homie Quan




Family & Mula
Stand on the porch with the big dog nigga you a poodle
So much ice had to pull my wrist out the cooler
Everybody claim they shooting until I pull up with a shooter
Twenty six inches on a f little nigga get a ruller
I been trying to stay in my bag you know how I do it
That forty gone blast I call it my cougar
Only thing I care about is that family and that Mula
I say only thing I care about family and that Mula

Family first, money second
Everything after that add up
We don't like to talk about what we been through cause you know that sh*t bring bad luck
And I ain't been to the safe deposit in a minute
Last time I went it was backed up
Can't remember last time I trust somebody
I don't even remember if I had love
The money been accounted for These niggas still hating
They been bite the sound, you can tell by the cadence
But I ain't tripping I can't make another one cause they all my babies
You been hustling since thirty, now you pushing 40
How you wait to start saving
Niggas ass backwards, niggas be flexing
Niggas be faking
Reminiscing about Cee money think about my boy daily
And we still getting money, me and nard was just at your grave
Mad cause it'll never be the same

Stand on the porch with the big dog nigga you a poodle
So much ice had to pull my wrist out the cooler
Everybody claim they shooting until I pull up with a shooter
Twenty six inches on a f little nigga get a ruller
I been trying to stay in my bag you know how I do it
That forty gone blast I call it my cougar
Only thing I care about is that family and that Mula
I say only thing I care about family and that Mula

Should I ship it ou yo, ou yo
Feeling paranoid I'm extra strapped
She say it's a caution for that pussy take a [?]
Feel I'm getting lost up in that pussy take an extra lap
Then hold up take another the one
I might give her brother one
Trap it all, up all night f**king, taking adderral
Bag it all, think I rob her cousin, she ain't mad at all
Leave her, she might throw a fit I try to leave her
Keep him, he ain't catch a bullet then they weaved him
Kill him laughing, dumb dumb crashing
Car go fast, car go fast, police passing like
How you figure it's f**k me ehh
b**ch talking like f**k me ehh
That like you cross, that light been dark
Your more like puppy eeh

Stand on the porch with the big dog nigga you a poodle
So much ice had to pull my wrist out the cooler
Everybody claim they shooting until I pull up with a shooter
Twenty six inches on a f little nigga get a ruller
I been trying to stay in my bag you know how I do it
That forty gone blast I call it my cougar
Only thing I care about is that family and that Mula
I say only thing I care about family and that Mula




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