U.F.B. - F.A.M.L. lyrics

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U.F.B. - F.A.M.L. lyrics

[Hook] Everyday ... Everynight I had to finesse all my life (3x) I came from the Jects, slept wit the mice I had to finesse all my life (3x) I did them things man I knew it wasn't right I had to finesse all my life (3x) Selling this lean, this molly, this white I had to finesse all my life (3x) [Verse 1: A.D.] Put cheese on yo helmet no packers Can't compare us they actors I'm from that jungle, Jura**ic Money like books got chapters I smoke more woods than campers sh** come natural you practiced Young n***a wit a street masters Streets never taught me no manners Playmaking Deon Saunders Had to finesse round the atlas Now a n***a ballin, I'm cancer Money tall, Tyson Chandler I get in they head I'm dandruff Wrist on freeze get ya hands up For the racks get nailed no hammers Diamonds diamonds keep dancing Made to finesse we grew up in the Jects You the Feds no me no speak English Blat Blat you don't Up the connect Me no rat we don't know no suspects Roaches and rats slept pissy mats I had to take chances no gimme backs.. Gotta whole lotta lotta this and that [Hook] [Verse 2: Erk G] I had to finesse for that check Better show my finesse wit respect Don't be the next victim you spec Finesse I got this i got that I swear it ain't personal dude My daughter need clothes and some shoes So please don't get it confused Play wit playmakers you lose A lot of shooters in my crew Have my shooters shoot at you You a shooter who you shoot Got my b**h shooting too Finesse is something I had to do Leave em red here come blue Flexing hard they amused Pull up in it, they like ooohh I had to finesse for that white I had to finesse all my life Hitting them stains it ain't right Can't sleep, floor squeak grab the pipe No peace in the streets it's a riot Super hungry f** a diet I'm getting money n***a try it Finesse yo a** before I buy it [Hook]