Family Business

[Verse 1: Kwam]

Uh

First I map the plan out then see how it pan out

You a grown man still waiting for a handout

And now you wondering why you never stand out

Guess your time ran out and I'm the man now

When these amateurs hear flows off my manuscript

Froze up like mannequins, no luck in catching him

Tiptronic flipping gears, swallowed by the bucket seats

I been doing this for years, wanna learn fuckwithme

CEO see I'm trying to build companies

Don't need no friends, let the money keep me company

Haters getting mad but it's never that deep though

Fishing through beats I was trying to find Premo

Found J-U-L-S now I couldn't care less

They nodding so hard they're head knocking the headrest

Taking bets, getting checks I see no threats

X'd out whoever you thought had next

[Verse 2: Kwam]

Uh

The flow I just started is for the dearly departed

I killed the game man I'm sorry, I did it all for the glory

Record was set in orbit and I turned black hearted

Doctors don't know what to call it, I know I'm a rapaholic

They be like Kwam you got it, these others raps are garbage

But now I'm back in college, professors dropping knowledge

Now I'm thinking commas; dollars in illegal commerce

Hard to think modest when your touch's like the Midas

Gold all in my chain, gold all in my rings

Whether Trinidad or Lebron I'm balling like James

You thirsty for fame, they calling my name

You know I'm 'bout the Euros, that foreign exchange

Blow it all when I'm back in Accra

Make all my haters snap like the back of a bra

Got the girl of your dreams in the back of the car

Just off of these bars, why you think I rap in these songs?

Winning..

Babylon!