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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mase
Mase
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B. Gaitsch
B. Gaitsch
Songwriter
Corron Cole
Corron Cole
Songwriter
J. Bunton
J. Bunton
Songwriter
M. Ciccone
M. Ciccone
Songwriter
P. Leonard
P. Leonard
Songwriter
Mason Betha
Mason Betha
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mase
Mase
Executive Producer
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Associate Producer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Davis
Kevin Davis
Mixing Engineer
The Movement
The Movement
Producer
Greg Morganstein
Greg Morganstein
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, come on
Man, I just do what the doers do
Come on, yeah, you heard it, man
I just do what the doers do
[Verse 2]
Now, I been makin' hits since underage
Contract intact, can't be underpaid
This ain't a game, I ain't come to play
Don't front for me, I ain't from the A
Don't you wanna hear what I come to say?
This just a kid, you know me from before
Prices go up when I come in the store
I'm in another island in a bungalow
Evisu, down to my underclothes
Ate like a cat that was undersold
I give and get it back in a hundred fold
I feel like a man that was from the road
And y'all know that I will bring you out
And what I'm talkin' you don't know a thing about
Bring Modenas out, take a scenic route
Bettin' against me? It's bound to clean you out
[Verse 3]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shoppin' sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Verse 4]
It's hard to get low in a 360 Spider
License plates all the chicks know
Cats walk around buffed up like beach guys
But they don't put no fear in these eyes
Besides, I'm just here to teach lives
Girl walk around, try to give me the slide
The ice on my arm, it gave me all away
I roll up the tint, top up and rode away
I smell like money, let the odor stay
Go in my closet, fur to throw away
I'm never lost, I already know the way
If I need it for tonight I'll get it for today
I'm God-made, I took five years parlay
Home pool, arcade and it's all paid
What say? I spend a third on a upgrade
Import palm trees 'cause I ain't have enough shade
[Verse 5]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shoppin' sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Verse 6]
And when the record plays
What will the haters say?
Oh, don't you be afraid, 'cause I'm your alibi
So when I'm drivin' by don't try to analyze
It's because of him I'ma still be fly
And this my lullaby
[Verse 7]
Come on, now, you know my flow
I'm in and out
Non-guilty, I ain't got to buy the trial
Couple of critics but I ain't gotta stop now
I got a plane to catch to be in Moscow
I'm on jets, they doin' sky miles
So I see why the people so hostile
It's no drama, it's mo' honor
I'm wanted in the world like I was Osama
This is no exaggeration
Why these people so mad at Mason?
[Verse 8]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shoppin' sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Verse 9]
This is for all of my people
Who stood beside me and still believed
Drop-top cars and SUVs
G5 flights and shoppin' sprees
This is where you wanna be
This is La Familia
[Verse 10]
Take that, take that
Take that, take that
Take that, take that
Take that, take that
Written by: B. Gaitsch, Corron Cole, J. Bunton, M. Ciccone, Mason Betha, P. Leonard, Ross Leonard
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