Frontline
Kim J ballin' on these hoes, huh?
Yung Ting, you goin' crazy
I promise I won't fall for no sucka sh- (never)
And if you talkin' murder then we lovin' it
But your street cred don't mean sh- when it's over with
'Cause them white folks only know you by your government
And it's forever f- them n-
Still ain't worried about that opp
I should've never trust them n-
But he gon' get it just for the f- of it
'Cause I ain't got it I ain't your dawg no more
Watchin' you f- with me
I told him here to slide, I don't know where I'm finna lay
If you catch a n-on that frontline then you buss
One shooter just came home from doin' time, he kinda rusty
Kanye told me "You gotta take your time, why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies, I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
I got a million some changed
Gigi whip it out and get right in my face
And they know I ain't lyin', a n- play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a - in his place
Tryna send a - outer space
Heaven gates, shift's straight
CP3 okay, and baby tell your grade
He can go down anytime, any place that I say
A lotta s- I won't say
Tell them n- dig up their grave
My n- military mind and they won't slide without them case
No one steppin' for them j's
He catch it I'm sendin' plans
I told him if you catch him scratching I'm in the Wraith
And it's some sh- he do out of love, ain't 'bout to pay
Say this some sh- he do for the fun, knock off his face
I got different h- tellin' me they love me out the state
And no we don't go on dates
I can't let 'em catch me slippin' out with bae
'Cause you know when I caught him sleepin' with his babe
If you catch a n-on that frontline then you buss
One shooter just came home from doin' time, he kinda rusty
Kanye told me "You gotta take your time, why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies, I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
I got a million some changed
Gigi whip it out and get right in my face
And they know I ain't lyin', a n- play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a - in his place
Heaven gates, shit straight
CP3 okay, and baby tell your grade
Hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm, I need that, hmm
Yung Ting, you goin' crazy
I promise I won't fall for no sucka sh- (never)
And if you talkin' murder then we lovin' it
But your street cred don't mean sh- when it's over with
'Cause them white folks only know you by your government
And it's forever f- them n-
Still ain't worried about that opp
I should've never trust them n-
But he gon' get it just for the f- of it
'Cause I ain't got it I ain't your dawg no more
Watchin' you f- with me
I told him here to slide, I don't know where I'm finna lay
If you catch a n-on that frontline then you buss
One shooter just came home from doin' time, he kinda rusty
Kanye told me "You gotta take your time, why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies, I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
I got a million some changed
Gigi whip it out and get right in my face
And they know I ain't lyin', a n- play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a - in his place
Tryna send a - outer space
Heaven gates, shift's straight
CP3 okay, and baby tell your grade
He can go down anytime, any place that I say
A lotta s- I won't say
Tell them n- dig up their grave
My n- military mind and they won't slide without them case
No one steppin' for them j's
He catch it I'm sendin' plans
I told him if you catch him scratching I'm in the Wraith
And it's some sh- he do out of love, ain't 'bout to pay
Say this some sh- he do for the fun, knock off his face
I got different h- tellin' me they love me out the state
And no we don't go on dates
I can't let 'em catch me slippin' out with bae
'Cause you know when I caught him sleepin' with his babe
If you catch a n-on that frontline then you buss
One shooter just came home from doin' time, he kinda rusty
Kanye told me "You gotta take your time, why you rushin'?"
And through the truth I see a bunch of lies, I don't trust it
And it was hard times, bills late
I got a million some changed
Gigi whip it out and get right in my face
And they know I ain't lyin', a n- play
He go down in broad day
Tryna put a - in his place
Heaven gates, shit straight
CP3 okay, and baby tell your grade
Hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm, I need that, hmm
Credits
Writer(s): . Sephgotthewaves, Janarious Wheeler, Jaehyun Kim, Nathan Ton
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