Front St. lyrics

by

Zotiyac


[Verse]
Rest in peace to all the dead ones
The coppers where we ran from
Granny screaming in the streets, the b*tch just lost her grandson
The enemies, the loners hunt won't run up 'cause I ain't the one
Deuce-deuce for the prodigy
There's still blood on my diary
Lately, all these b*tches prolly seen a different side of me
I ain't the kid I used to be, I'm waiting for my unity
They put money on a table, ask a n*gga if I'm able
I'm unstable, f*ck a label
I put bullet shells in cradles
Crips and bloods ain't teach me this
What's crackin' cuz? Now drop your sh*t
In the slums it's on my hip, and in the slump I'm dumpin' clips
Bodies under water with the fishes had to wet 'em up
n*ggas always falling for the b*tches had to set 'em up
You learn from me, or burn with me, a furnace get the heat from me
They say I'm a mystery, I do my sh*t in secrecy
You won't hear me talk about a b*tch who used to be with me
'Cause I ain't worried 'bout that sh*t, I'm worried 'bout what's recently
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