Don’t Front On Me lyrics

[Verse 1]
I do numbers but I'm still dope as f*ck
Shortchanged by one of my runners cuz he was broke as f*ck
Caught him at the store with his momma, and still woke him up
In the backseat with his brother he showed us where he was
Soon as I pulled out the cannon I knew he'd open up
Push soft, left his ass standin' because I owed him one
Real sh*t sack on his face he ain't know who we was
Real n*ggas back in the place it's time you show us love
When the dope sh*t went away you was searchin' cuz
Never sleep on us again move the newer drugs
Can't turn away from the game it's all I ever knew
MOB sh*t diss it my n*gga I'll bury you
Time tick it won't wait, better hurry dude
Crime sh*t, time up-state is what you never do
Hard sh*t hold up a bank and hope I make it home
Plans never go the way planned, so I never do em'

[Chorus]
Remember my name
30 on my lap, b*tch you know I'm the mayne
Don't front on me now, everywhere I go you know I'm gon' hold you down
Remember the nig..
Burner and a mask b*tch you know what this is
It's over my nig..
Ever cross the MOB I'll bring the chop to ya crib
[Verse 2]
Open up my eyes.. Will I close them? Never
Just reach the un-advised until they close forever
Ain't got too many tries, but here go another
A mill just on his deen and he is like my brother
I'm tryna walk the mustaqīm though I'm straight gutta
A pocket full of cheese bouta walk it straight through customs
Out here movin' caine, and we hardly trust each other
sh*t is unreal - Treat him like my brother
He gon' snake me still..
That's because they lessons came from anger and obsession with being on some gangsta sh*t
Hangin' 'round them gangstas, but, you can never change some one
I pray so much n*gga my mother asked me what I done
Thought I'd never tell her, all I ever knew was crime
I'm from the Favela, I rep this thing it's called the Mob
It'll last forever
n*ggas here don't wanna die, so they do what I tell em'
People think I'm blind cuz' I'm high and I'm a felon

[Chorus]
Remember my name
30 on my lap, b*tch you know I'm the mayne
Don't front on me now, everywhere I go you know I'm gon' hold you down
Remember the nig..
Burner and a mask b*tch you know what this is
It's over my nig..
Ever cross the MOB I'll bring the chop to ya crib