Taylor J & Lex Luger - '91 Family Forever lyrics

[Intro] Hey Lex What year is it n***a? Takeover Takeoverrr [Verse 1] Came up ‘cause I stayed down Yeah, all the tables done changed ‘round Yeah, flame tucked ‘cause they hate now Yea, we famous every state now n***a Came a long way from the playground Saint Paul, where it smell like K rounds Cold like Minnesota but hot like A-Town f** you talkin' about, you can't come ‘round here [Bridge] God you know you really came through for me You blocked the evil, it's nothing they can do to me Rot the beef, you know it ain't good for me Merry broccoli, she singing in the hood to me [Verse 2] Old high a** n***a in some high tops Smoking high grade with a high fade Can't take side streets, gotta lay low Do it for a rap star on the highway Baby I done been down more than I done been up I done felt good, baby I done felt stuck I done felt blessed, baby I done felt luck The pigs pull me over, hope they see my hands up Can a n***a make something one time Can a n***a have a seat when it's lunchtime Do you have a whole table ‘cause I brung mine Wrist on raindrop, neck sunshine [Interlude] 91 Family n***a you gon talk, we gon' live it Yeah, f**in' right Takeoverrr [Verse 3] Big bands for a real one Easy, I was made for it Ask me where the drive came from Easy, I get paid for it Still shell-shocked from the trap house We workin', f** the landlord n***a I spent mine when it feel right You starving, tryna plan yours [?] live, what your life like n***a? What your life like n***a? Ball for real or for WiFi n***a? World tour or your wife's flights n***a? I flew over every skyline with a TEC in mine f** a timeline n***a Wearin' furs, burnin' trees, dodging snakes That's a wildlife n***a Had to do it, they was sleeping again Too high to f** and now we beefin' again She owe me p**y, better not keep me again Windows up, cannot breathe in the Benz I threw it up, I'm never drinking again I'm just posted by a bar, chiefing and sh** Middle finger up, I'm Makaveli b**h you know I'm eating, come and pat my belly I grew up on spam, peanut bu*ter jelly Give me chicken nuggets with the Kool-Aid Now I need the salmon with the crab legs Might blow it all on a Tuesday Had to learn to live my f**ing life From the blunt get high, f** what you say If I live like you I feel the way you feel Drive that sh** you driving, lay where you lay D'usse for the summer times I'll be grinding for another 25 Ironically it's when these n***as k** me that I get enough and finally come alive Getting high on the other side Man these rapping n***as better get it right If I hear another motherf**in' lie That might be the last motherf**in' time Takeover