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I do
But I can hear you
I do it for you
I cant see you
Everything I do
But you fucked up
I do it right in front of you

Stab
Me
In the back a thousand

your front door
And hear your back door slam
I said it’s gotta be me
I’m your back door man
The next day rolled around
I was still trying to pound
So I

don’t fold, we live come get front row
Get high let yo lungs grow, slide like a frontal
Ride right to yo front door, we want smoke
Fuck the pos, Fuck

pour
Front the front door
Sniff a line hit ya core tho
Bitch i'm hardcore hard to the core
Bodies hit the floor when I drop a body they want more

Bubbly, luxury champagne in front of me
Champagne got my legs feeling rubbery, lovily
Good times in front of me, bad times is hauntin' me
That's why

it's at
Cause you know, we out here we stuck in a fucking trap
Yeah
We don't even go from the front, we get it from the back
Yep
Cause you know, that's

to make my front door glow

Wave your toothpick in my face
Engrave some nice plaque to hold your name
Pull me up three flights of stairs to the banisters

school track
Pop a Molly shit u only want half that ain't bad Uh
You think that nigga front row is a boss uh uh
But I'm kiss u so good but it's so wrong uh

les oiseaux mentent,
On dirait que les dieux se marrent
Je ferme les yeux et je pars te revoir

J’ai embrassé ton front glacé
Je n’ai pas osé te serrer

They steady talking and front ain't saying nothing huh
I see ya flossing and stunting but ain't doing nothing nah
You really bout it and on it how

bust it for the flock
Bag it up they want more
No bummies on the block
They can swerve the front row
Know shorty call the shots
And she still begging for

of my life I entrusted you
Only my music in front of you
Never would front on you
Letting you do what you wanna do
Who gonna talk when I run with you

a few more hours on this plane
To think of something better than please
And we’ve got a lifetime out in front of us baby
To go ahead and make some

Don't need no apology
Cab's out front and it's on me
Pack your things, don't talk to me
Don't need no apology
Cab's out front and it's on me

The fear sinks right in...
Under your skin...
Tingling... I'm tingling

Why can't you see me here
Stand in front of you?
Watch the horizon disappear
Machines

If you got what I need you can keep that from me
I see thru the front and I see shade coming
But the team, they coming 
Whole team got blunted, whole

niggas hate 
They can put up a good front 
Acting like you really real bruh 
Niggas gone cut the boo boo
I don't got time for doo doo 
All this shit on my

on some women
Come do it in front of me
Have your ass knocked out before you can blink
All of that money? good for you
People are starving and they just

hang with the gang you not one of us
Used to be broke had to ride on the Marta bus
They was in front of us now we in front of them
4K the gang though

over there
And people want me they stop and stare
Come and join me baby
Let down your hair

You can think what you want
While I'm walking out in front
I

tryna fuck these hoes
Man, fuck these hoes
I'ma be on top, never front, these hoes
Got me too fucked up, they love to know
That they got me tripping

what they never wanted 
Front wit a front dont got no leverage on it
When you whip ya own it get better dont it? 
Blow like finona n the bird ya herd

Chilling in the front but she like it from the back 
You can hit my line but I aint texing back told that bitch 
I cant fuck with you yeah told that

for B she wouldn't be a Carter
I need my cash up front bitch I a'int gone barter
If that money talking funny Ima grab the chopper

If she wanna smoke we