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safe to go and fly
Into the flame
Shut the front door lock it
Before the bill comes knockin'
We'll spend our time like humans do
Can't hold back a rocket

ladies aye
Man this shit so wavy
Guapo Bands he loves his money oh
Man this nigga wavy
He don’t front on altercations
He a nice nigga that we love, we gonn

havoc my position never static, on go
Funny though, I went from nothing to being someone
Like moving from the back to front row
And in that front row

dizzy, butterflies in my belly
Babygirl hangin out the front of my ride
Did she die?
Do I cry?
As she lie
Lifeless
I need some help
I'm voiceless

for them
They kiss to deep enough to meet the blood
I’m not the guilty of your despise yeah
Closed doors vulnerable flesh in front of me I’m cold
Bang

alone
What a mess that I've become
She blew me to oblivion
I collect myself, what's done is done
Focus on what's in front of you
I'm feeling the moment

felt, every time I fell
Yeah it hurt like hell but I lived to tell

3.	I can be I can only be me
I can see only so far in front of me
But I'm determined

its easy
Whole lota cash im recievin
See me up front like a deacon
On a different whip every weekend
I been takin trips ion even mean it
Now i take all

lanes aglow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front

Till the chosen one 
Made his way to the front
yeah the chosen one
Paved the way
For the new line of defense 
Lay their bodies down to rest
This is love

a stained glass image of Jesus
shining in front of me
haloed and bleeding, surrounded by children
and shining in front of me
and as I walked out 
I was still

to the soundtrack of your life
With our hopes, with our dreams
In this hall of camera lights,
And we can sleep on the front porch
After midnight, and we can
Go

waiting and waiting on my front porch,
Even though I know you'll never come home.
It's like a pencil without and eraser,
I can't undo the mistakes I made

here's the verdict

A nigga tried to front on me, pard', I wanna murder

I want the nigga jaw broken, chest peeled wide open

Tell Blink get on the next

club

With Dominican chicks, about to get my dick rubbed

Shit bug, how I lay up and sip Bud

You could front if you want, lay in puddles of thick blood

Bitch woahsup
Yeah you know that you fucked up
Bitch woahsup
You ain’t even gotta front
Bitch woahsup
Yeah you know that you fucked up
Bitch woahsup

the attack
Time for him to figure out, how to get out this crap
He see the map, right in front of em, red circles on the paper
Make him nervous like me meet

thoughts
Causing blood clots
Brain rots no front 
Leaning in for a cut 
Fuck 
Im negative bitch
Nah man try again 
You just to sensitive 
A historical

back again
Now she's back again
And now she's back again

She left out the front door, now she's back again
She slammed the back door, now she's back

Can't lie, aye don't front, don't front
Waistline
Waistline shorty
Wanna put my hands on yo waistline shorty
Take time shorty
Make time for me
Wanna put

Could someone tell me what's up with these try-hard homies?
Their caps on back to front but I think they're phonies.
They're hanging with the crew,

what the hell you even got with me for? 
Tell me what the hell you even got with me for? 
No matter how you front it'll always show,
that you aint never

J't'entends parler sans arrêter pour faire tenir
la barricade

Je te regarde à l'autre bout de la table
Pis j'me demande encore qu'est-ce que j'fais là
Au front

it like you want it
The name fits cause your all up on it...

-Too $hort-

Get mad if you want, I won't front
When it's time to hump, won't be no punk