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Family Video (MV)




Performed By: Jon Ryan
Length: 3:40
Written by: Jonathan Hill




Jon Ryan - Family Lyrics




Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Momma looking for a man to fit the piece
And I know that she was doing it for me
I ain't ever wanna look back
I ain't wanna see another repeat
Had game I was running in my cleats
Skipping school I was running with the fiends
Thank god stayed down graduated
But then I said f*ck hit the streets
Running packs till I ran into a nark
Put me in a room where it's dark
Broke out still f*cking with the r's
Kicking doors I was running with the sharks
Found love had a sudden change of heart
Baby coming knew I couldn't play the part
Started piecing my life back together
I would do whatever just to make sure we ain't starve
No, no
Thank god that I'm blessed and I'm up now
Stayed down grind hard till the sun down
No sleep cause I kept on hearing gun sounds
Bad news heard my brother got gunned down
Nightmares contemplating, put the gun down
I was thinking I should prolly go uptown
No no, gotta work until my hands bleed
This is all I ever wanted was a family
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
We ain't wanna hear it from the doctor
When they told us they was running outta options
Cant imagine loosing my momma
Baby girl I promise I gotcha
Baby boy I promise I gotcha
And I know that you watching my posture
Growing up way too fast
Hope you know that you my number one partner
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Love is when I hear your heartbeat
And it calms a storm that's in my heart please don't interfere
Cause if you harming either one of them imma let the glock speak
Cold world where the opps creep and the junkies sleeping on the concrete
They always looking for someone to press but it's not me I'm in the hot seat yah
Very, very yeah it could've been me, on the other side of that gun
It's a cold world, it's a cold world, no love, no love
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Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Momma looking for a man to fit the piece
And I know that she was doing it for me
I ain't ever wanna look back
I ain't wanna see another repeat
Had game I was running in my cleats
Skipping school I was running with the fiends
Thank god stayed down graduated
But then I said f*ck hit the streets
Running packs till I ran into a nark
Put me in a room where it's dark
Broke out still f*cking with the r's
Kicking doors I was running with the sharks
Found love had a sudden change of heart
Baby coming knew I couldn't play the part
Started piecing my life back together
I would do whatever just to make sure we ain't starve
No, no
Thank god that I'm blessed and I'm up now
Stayed down grind hard till the sun down
No sleep cause I kept on hearing gun sounds
Bad news heard my brother got gunned down
Nightmares contemplating, put the gun down
I was thinking I should prolly go uptown
No no, gotta work until my hands bleed
This is all I ever wanted was a family
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
Man I grew up living too fast
Had to get it by my self make it last
Momma said we leaving pack a bag
Daddy wild off the junk he was mad
Cops sitting on the corner since last week
Always wondered why that mother f*cker don't sleep
All I wanted for us just to be a family
Realize it was doing more damage
We ain't wanna hear it from the doctor
When they told us they was running outta options
Cant imagine loosing my momma
Baby girl I promise I gotcha
Baby boy I promise I gotcha
And I know that you watching my posture
Growing up way too fast
Hope you know that you my number one partner
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Love is when I hear your heartbeat
And it calms a storm that's in my heart please don't interfere
Cause if you harming either one of them imma let the glock speak
Cold world where the opps creep and the junkies sleeping on the concrete
They always looking for someone to press but it's not me I'm in the hot seat yah
Very, very yeah it could've been me, on the other side of that gun
It's a cold world, it's a cold world, no love, no love
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Writer: Jonathan Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing

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