Josef Michel - For The Fam lyrics

Intro- What's your dreams? Thats the question I been asking myself like What do you want out of your life? What do I gotta do to get there? Verse 1 To make it out my mamas home And have a place to call my own With my wife a few kids and some space to find my zone On my own label so b**h yeah I'm the CEO I'm putting all my homies on cause they've been there, that's from the go And I'm never losing homie I just worked harder Depression never broke me homie I just gotta smarter Tryna help my ma retire cause that 9-5 a lie Yeah theirs a old system by the rich and most are tricked inside Cuz they don't wanna take a chance, investing in what they believe I been putting money in myself knowing that I'll succeed So instead of paying that tuition I just chill and read Rather listen to this beat, rather flip another pack Probably just chilling at Mac, I'm writing or spitting a rap Like Mama I'm still skipping cla**, hoping I don't just go crash And burn out and lose my potential, cause I got lost in my mental State of mind with my homies that I met back in those day at Central Hook (x2) Don't do it for yourself, do it for your last name Do it for the ones that been there before the cash came Mama and your papa, homies in the crew A youngin tryna make it like what I gotta do Breakdown (Tuan) Its whatever hoe Its beretta hoe Verse 2 To be honest I'm just tryna get this cheddar hoe That's for the fam and all the ones that understand me And see the bigger picture, know one day I'll get grammy And that's because my hearts in every verse So sometimes when I spit its gonna hurt But most the time I'm doing fine I'm chilling back just sipping wine I'm tryna stay away from crime But apparently its chasing me So Black cloud black cloud I pray you stay away from me And go somewhere that's far and gone from even all my enemies Cuz even them I wish the best Back in them days I use to hate But now I'm on to newer ways Proving that worker hard will pay Yeah I been rapping everyday Yeah I been in my mamas attic Writing all these songs away I wonder how the world will have it? Is it trash or a new cla**ic? Am I dope or just an addict Wasting all his time away, nah f** that I gotta have it