[Intro:]
– How's your son?
– All the things.
– He made the team this year?
– All, all the things.
– Aw, they said he wasn't tall enough?
– All that glitters is not gold.
– Ma, we here we gon' cook this Sunday, okay?
– And gold is not reality, real is what you lays on me.
– Let's come back. Is this a new girlfriend?
[Verse 1:]
This is family business,
And this is for the family that can't be with us,
And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us,
That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet
Like a photo of your granny's picture.
Now that you're gone, it hit us,
Super hard on Thankgiving and Christmas, this can't be right,
Yeah, you heard the track I did, man, ‘This Can't Be Life',
Somebody, please, say grace so I can save face,
And have a reason to cover my face,
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it,
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it,
When I brought it, why the guard have to look all through it?
As kids we used to laugh,
Who knew that life would move this fast?
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
And look, tell me you ain't did it then you ain't did it,
And if you did, then that's family business.
[Chorus:]
And I don't care ‘bout all the diamond rings,
They don't mean nothing, all the things,
All these fancy things,
I tell you that all, all the glitter, my weight in gold.
And gold is not reality, real is what you lays on me.
Now all I know I know all these things.
[Verse 2:]
This is family business,
And this is for everybody standin' with us,
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture,
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?
Now she like, ‘See, that's my cousin on TV.'
Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it,
And they gon' hate it, and I'm his favorite.
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider,
But when we get together be electric slidin',
Grandma, get ‘em shook up,
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up.
I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name,
But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane.
You know that one auntie, you don't mean to be rude,
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food,
And you don't wanna stay there ‘cause them your worst cousins,
Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins.
Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins,
Fit three in the bed if it six of y'all
I'm talkin' ‘bout three by the head and three by the leg,
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed.
[Interlude:]
Rain, rain, rain, go away!
Let the sun come out and all the children say...
Rain, rain, rain, go away!
Let the sun come out and all the children say...
[Verse 3:]
I woke up early this morning with a new state of mind,
A creative way to rhyme without usin' knives and guns,
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God,
And keep your face to the risin' sun.
All my n**gas from the Chi, that's my family, dawg,
And my n**gas ain't my guys, they my family, dawg,
I feel like one day you'll understand me, dawg
You can still love your man and be manly, dawg,
You ain't got to get heated at every housewarmin'
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman,
Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'?
The second she storm out then he storm in.
Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion,
And drink some wine like Communion,
And act like everything fine and if it isn't,
We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business.
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
CLK Mercedes Benz,
A whole lotta money.
Mommy and daddy, will you, please, stop fighting?
Let's get Stevie outta jail!
