Artist: Joe Mafia Album: This One Song: Fam (4U) Typed by: Cno Evil [Sample: repeated throughout the song] Why baby? why don't you see, ooh [Chorus 2X: Joe Mafia] I put it down for you, bust rounds for you Do escape on the jake, out of town, with you Loose gates get chase, split pie with you Tried the truth, fam, son, I die for you [Joe Mafia] One, Treasurer, I miss how we used to railroad Quit scams just to get dough, lovin' no bimbo's Skatin' the parks and now where cats hated us Smile in our face, stickin' our necks out for spring paper We was thuggin' it, pushin' the Benz, a joy ride Since the day I retracted the lie For I should make it for my niggas who died Who bust stop, rock the straight glock, cock it Twistin' trees, unpredictable beat Pissy offa Remy, with memories, of you and Tyrique I slug for this, you stuck with me, lease Six Benz, it's a hell of a feat Bean sparker lighter kept me in the rice Schoolin' me with O.G. insights Keep your head right and keep it, what, keep the shit tight Type, legit, laundromat shit, hold ya head son We Syndicate, rememberin', I'm still reminiscin' How we cost the jail, flippin' their cells and bail skippin' [Chorus 2X] [Joe Mafia] What's that, rockets, lazers Cigarettes, knowin' his elders watchin' Flavor Flav clockin' with secure garbage False track, on the street felon, stay reppin' The wick rap, clap for half-steppin' Old school fools is Smith and Wesson You was tuggin' my coat when I was young Thinkin' I was a precious, '86 sippin' on fifths Heat streeters all on the mix, throwin' our dick beaters Six greatest, told me to weed smoke and roll sneakers R.I.P. Rolly Dolly, dry tears splash your beer Hold my wallies, type of landing niggas, bustin' at block parties Word to Jet, protect, I bleed for my seeds who give a fuck less My shoulder blades is gon' haste the block, country hip hop Shell toe Adidas and rock watts, we ain't shot cuz we flee cops This how it go in Ghost Town, you know? We be the worldwide, wide... [Chorus 2X]