Eric Crawford - For the Famo (Prod. Gryfn) lyrics

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Eric Crawford - For the Famo (Prod. Gryfn) lyrics

(Hook - Craw the Sage) Wave yo hands in the stands yo Do this for the famo Do this more my n***as that is stuck up in the bando Do this for my sistas, yall black and proud evangels Pops gave me the rock he said life you gotta handle Life you gotta handle (x3) (Verse 1 - Craw the Sage) I been patiently waiting Waiting on my time to shine I been working hard, clocking in this overtime I been smoking on this evergreen, sitting on this pine Staring at the city like Windy you gon be mine I been writing all these rhymes Seeing through all the signs It's a heavenly design, Jubilee, Oh Hosanna Life a b**h but she finer Not really for the cameras a wise man said it ain't really no answers (Hook) (Verse 2 - Craw the Sage) This beat it take me back to family BBQ's the OGs they gossiping bout the latest news Them youngins they playing ball talking bout the latest shoes My auntie she out here talking like boy how you doing in school I said don't even worry I'm getting dat college rule And momma she in the kitchen you don't know what you missing Uncle Donnie out here making he fixing that jerk chicken You gotta love the famo cuz they always down to kick it Aye! (Hook) Look at yo life is it battered or tattered I can attest it ain't end of the matters Let's get to the top we climbing the ladder Know who you are forget all the talking dismiss all the chatter Get a grip, grab life by the horns, yo sh**'ll flip Love yourself, know you blessed You just gotta feel it in yo mind and yo chest Jordan in his prime get in line with the best Keep yo head high no need to be stressed or need to be pressed Weight off yo shoulder lift like a bench press This is all for the family matters get the team out the mud It's all for the love Thanks for the hood, Shout out bro nem hitting the bud Shout out lil cuz They called us hoodlums Pretty soon we gon be eating good chow who let them dogs out Whipping dope in the studio like Grandma brought her belt out had to bail out Give two f**s what they felt bout Everything is relative I'm telling you man You got one life to live, (one life to live) One life to live So go live it up, Go live it up Go to the Cup, Go to the Cup We running a full, a game of pickup Got us some wisdom, pockets on low I need my earnings we just learning uh The swisher is burning world be turning 0-400 (Hook x2) Life you gotta handle (x3) [Produced by Gryfn]

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