They don't mean a thing
This is family business an' this is for everybody standin' with us
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it
We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business
I feel like one day you'll understand me, dog
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
An' I don't care 'bout all the diamond rings
That's why I spit it in my songs
I woke up early this mornin' with a new state of mind
Somebody please say grace so I can save face
Fit three in the bed, if it's six of y'all
A creative way to rhyme without usin' nines an' guns
An' this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in it
All the diamond rings they don't mean a thing
An' they gon' hate it, an' I'm his favorite
C.L.K Mercedes Benz
As kids we used to laugh, who knew that life would move this fast?
Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
An' if you did, then that's family business
A whole lotta money
Mommy and Daddy please stop fighting
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
I got a Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name
All these things, all these things
Rain, rain, rain go away
All these things, all these things
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?
Grandma, get 'em shook up
Now she like, "See, that's my cousin on TV"
Now, we gettin' it an' we gon' make it
So sweet like a photo of your granny's picture
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture
Let the sun come out an' all the children say
An' you don't wanna stay there 'cuz them your worst cousins
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion
Now all I know, I know all these things
Now that you're gone, it hit us
You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin'
All these things, all these things
Why Uncle Ray an' Aunt Shiela always performin'?
Let the sun come out an' all the children say
Just come by, later, is that your new girlfriend?
I tell you that all my weight in gold
They don't mean a thing, a thing
Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins
But I bet them polaroids'll send her down memory lane
You can still love your man an' be manly, dog
Yeah, me, we gon' cook this up here okay
This is family business, an' this is for the family that can't be with us
An' drink some wine like Communion
All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family, dog
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head an' three by the leg
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up
Super hard on Thanksgiving an' Christmas, this can't be right
An' keep your face to the risin' sun
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food
You know that one auntie, ya' don't mean to be rude
They don't mean a thing, all these fancy things
An' act like everything fine an' if it isn't
Second she storm out, then he storm in
An' look, you tell me you ain't did it, then you ain't did it
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed
Now all I know, I know all these things
I tell you that all my weight in gold
An' my niggas ain't my guys, they my family, dog
Rain, rain, rain go away
An' I don't care 'bout all the diamond rings
But when we get together, be electric slidin'
They don't mean a thing, all these fancy things
When I brought it, why had guard have to look all through it?
And have a reason to cover my face
Yeah, you heard the track I did, man, this can't be life
