Invincible

[Chorus: Merky ACE]
If you wanna come against us
You better have links to the army
A tank and a jet and a World War vet
If not, you'd be straight up barmy
Family Tree, man know what it is
We ain't inna the malarkey
You better be invincible
If you wanna harm me

[Verse 1: Ego]
Back, I'm badder, no chain swinging
Fresh [?] and 'gnac, I'm sipping it
If man wanna come here hyping, I'll swinging
I'm way too deep for some of these dibby likkle MCs
Begging to dash, I'll liff him
Never had much back then so I went up stinging
Been on the food and singing
The rest is winning, you know me, darg
I'm way too effed, no need for a bringing
So FT, yeah, my whole team's winning
Still not part of the get along gang
So me and these MC guys ain't grinning
Nah, I don't slack, I stay on my stuff
Ain't changed one bit so you know I ain't slipping
I'm so course for the money, I swear
Seen so many get near and lose gripping
Nothing like back then, fam, keep wishing
Dem guy dere keep talking my name
But I don't fool for their [?] fishing
Got left back in '010, keep wishing
Nah, I ain't cool, I ain't tryna be friends with no one
I ain't doing this ting here to blow, son
Pagans talk smack
Till I leave their headback gone, missing

[Chorus: Merky ACE]
If you wanna come against us
You better have links to the army
A tank and a jet and a World War vet
If not, you'd be straight up barmy
Family Tree, man know what it is
We ain't inna the malarkey
You better be invincible
If you wanna harm me

[Verse 2: TKO]
Not MMG
But like Meek Milly, I'm chasing dreams
'013, all about music creams
Tryna get funds in my Barclays
But I still wanna trap, generate them Gs
Shoebox money from them dirty fiends
Everyday I'm out here chasing the cream
Same time, tryna dodge HMP
Tryna break bread with my Family Tree
But I've got pagans tryna hate on me
You can get shelled down on your own street
If I turn that red light to green
All I wanna do is shut down raves
Turn that dirty money to clean
There ain't one better than my team
Takeover, when we drop that CD
Then man will know
No one's better than TKO
Shif or ACE
MIK and E-G-O
[?] stones and then juggling stones
Feeling hot, got a booming phone
I've got a young G that's loose with chrome
So, touch one of mine, that's two in dome

[Chorus: Merky ACE]
If you wanna come against us
You better have links to the army
A tank and a jet and a World War vet
If not, you'd be straight up barmy
Family Tree, man know what it is
We ain't inna the malarkey
You better be invincible
If you wanna harm me

[Verse 3: Faze Miyake]
Yo, bet you never thought I would make beats
Mix them tight, then go and touch mic
Strongest team in the game
FT got man on a hype
Ain't no joke, bruv, I say what I said
When I say that, it ain't no lie
Now I do music, I've got big dreams
And none of 'em involve crime
I make quick tunes and sell 'em to DJs
Fam, that's instant play
I dropped "Take Off"
Now promoters wanna put me on a plane
Girls from back in the day wanna ask how I am
Well, I can't complain
Still got no whip, riding shotty with a chick
Getting brain that drives me insane, I'm still the same
Four-eyed yout with the baitest boat
I had to go ghost
Ask anyone that I know
No Young Spray but I'm realer than most
I was burning bread before I got hot
And I don't mean toast
Fell on my face, went broke
But I'm not going back, G, that is the oath
West side flow, west coast, oh

[Chorus: Merky ACE]
If you wanna come against us
You better have links to the army
A tank and a jet and a World War vet
If not, you'd be straight up barmy
Family Tree, man know what it is
We ain't inna the malarkey
You better be invincible
If you wanna harm me

[Verse 4: Shifman]
Look
Them man can't fuck with the team
Are you mad? Crazy? Are you off of your bean?
Man said he was a shooter, I was like "seen"
You can get touched by the wickedest beam
FT, we be the wickedest team
Dem man nuh ready for the Family Tree
Nuh, dem man nuh ready for the A-C-E or E-G-O
When we come through, yeah, man better know
Catch me in the dance getting waved off Henny
Little bit of Jäger, little bit of cro
If it ain't FT then I don't know
Cuh if it ain't FT, I don't wanna know
All I know is mash up the show
When I spray big bars, oi, listen up, boom
B-double-O-M (boom)
B-double-O-M (boom)
Came in the game '010 (trust)
Ditched couple pagans again
So next year, can't see dem man again
So RIP to a pagan friend
Didn't wanna do it how we did it back then
But they wanna try do it like we did it, set trend
I rep FT to the end

[Chorus: Merky ACE]
If you wanna come against us
You better have links to the army
A tank and a jet and a World War vet
If not, you'd be straight up barmy
Family Tree, man know what it is
We ain't inna the malarkey
You better be invincible
If you wanna harm me

[Verse 5: MIK]
Yo, right now you're in tune to the best MCs
In the game, that's Family Tree
Six man deep in the rave
You'd better behave or it's family beef
Some don't like it when I start talking
All that cakey stuff
But when I was a yout, I didn't have much
That's why I do it, bruv
Girls wanna DM me for the D-I-C
That's groupie love
Got a girl at home with a heart of gold
She cooks me food and stuff
Air Force Ones on my feet, they're black
With a little splash of reddish
Man wanna know why I've got so much
I said "it must be a fetish"
BLT when I'm hungry, G
And I'm talking extra lettuce
We hit the B-E-double-L-Y
Real talk, my mandem are peckish
Family Tree be the best MCs in the game
It's overly bait
Been on the grind from early
And trust me when I say none of us skate