Lyrics:
donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up"
the racks
Could've front him a pack, but he be moving slow, yeah
Uh, uh, got my elbow inside the bowl, I'm tryna work a boat
The plug, he tryna send a load,
It's fair to say it's cold up here
It's fair to say everything is right in front of us
It's fair to say everything is so far away
So far away
never front and act
I must've flunked the castin'
Can never trust the mask
The villainy in us is massive
So we fucked the stash
Know history enough to tap
of Rhodes
'Cause we've had break-ins before
We've had break-ins before
I'll point the way to my front door, to the exit lights
It's not too late
Sometimes i wonder should i slide up in his back door
Or should i kill him at his front door
Should i watch his little daughter cry at that i'm
the silence
Politicians and businessmen
At the front of the line
Stare at the guillotine
Now it's your time
There's an angel hidin' underneath your surface
Yeah, the woman of my dreams, I'm lookin' at her sleep
The pussy right in front of me, I shouldn't be so
In my apartment 80 a piece
Stack a piece 80 g's
Old skool dope rider front
Off set shots 73
You say he's a traper pleas
I hang around with a gang
Like cigarettes and gasoline
I light a match and watch this scene
Burn away in front of me
Ashes of my misery
I swear sometimes I think
and everybody say
(Oh oh here she comes)
Somebody get the shot girl over here right now
(Oh oh here she comes)
Just round them up in front of her
She gonna take
Circle, my carousel
Guilt trip, hard sell
Stretching out in front of me
All the things that I could have been
And it's hard to believe
Have I grace
the names Esco,
the platnium Range make your man know we wet those
if he front I got the tech close
to you much respect goes
I want you had to put it
and the preacher came tumblin' down
Had a straight razor out of his pocket by the time he lit on the ground
He landed on his feet right in front a that bear and lord
turned blue
I made out once at the rendezvous and felt star-struck
"Vince, the car's out front"
Got things to do, got to make my moves
I can't miss my
Packed your bags and walked away
There was nothing I could say
And when you slammed the front door shut
A lot of others opened up
So did my eyes, so I
and become one with the enemy?
Tell me would I be the enemy, feel like nobody in front of me
I can feel the vibe
Bobby what are you thinking?
What are you
in front of her eyes
The city lit up London's given a bright crown
And she tries and fails to stop
Spirits rise
You know what hope is
Hope is
Can you make it real
Make it more than real
More than just feel
We are on a ride
We're on it all the time
To the front of your mind
My
Watching was a blind man's mistake
All his assets melted right in front of his face
His right leg drabbed with demon pace
Shoes stayed angel laced
Never
Uh..uh
Now there's two ways we can do this, keep it real or front
I know you got what I need and I got what you want
And the hunt for soulmates is
you.
Or
Out on the front porch,
Watching the cars as they go by
(Eighteen blue, twenty one grey)
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
me pure
Made me mad
The front of you is the back of me, yeah
Can't leave you even for a second now
The front of you is the back of me
Oh can you see
sleep rise and grind
Started from the back Now a
Nigga in the front
Same old nigga
With a brand new swag
Grinding since thirteen
With that brown paper bag
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