Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Family thing Tana, Front, Palmer Grape Street, talk to ’em [Verse 1] Came up where the concrete lean Same shirts, split plates, same team Mama said "watch who you call kin" I just point, all mine in this ring (yeah) Tana got the plan, Front got aim Palmer keep the peace, still ready for the flame Grape on the cap, that’s banner, not stain We done really bled for the weight of this name [Chorus] We are family, this that Grape Street bloodline (bloodline) If I call once, they gon’ all cross one time (one time) Tana, Front, Palmer on the frontline We are family, this that Grape Street bloodline [Verse 2] Hands in the circle, lock like steel Argue in the crib, outside we sealed Talk on the net, but they not out here We done put fear where they typed ideas G-flag folded in the old shoebox Memories tucked, but the love don’t stop Seen bros fall, seen bros get locked Still save a seat at the table, that spot [Chorus] [Bridge] If you ride, better ride for us all (for us all) If you slide, better slide, never stall (never stall) When I’m weak, they the ones that I call Win, lose, same name on the wall [Chorus]
Tags
rap, West Coast bounce with modern drill edge, male vocals. Sparse piano stabs and subby bass under a head-nod groove, claps tucked behind the kick. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and ad-libs; verses stay close and conversational, riding the pocket. Occasional siren FX and filtered drops to spotlight key punchlines, then slam back in on the downbeat.
Duration
1:30
Instrumental
No
Created
1/11/2026