The Frontier
I still ride for my fam and friends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
All my life I been riding dirty, in these times of flirting
With death, could take my final breath with a Nine at thirty
Plus eight years waiting here to find a worthy
Person or purpose to serve that I can even find deserving
My only friend is my pen and pad
Replacing faces that I wanted but I never had
The same kids claiming that they family but seldom act
Related shame is they turn they backs but they never scratch
I ain't never fell short on giving
It's people out here getting it and I'm why your living
I learned to live with fake friendships and poor decisions
I serve em sentences but feel I serve this sentence cause these walls are prisons
I miss my siblings the only ones who held me down
They say that money come and go like the lost and found
This is how music is supposed to sound
I hold it sacred so disrespect you crossing into holy ground
I still ride for my fam and friends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
I'm a murderer with words and beats
You worms is observers of a urban chief in the search for peace
For sure my piece within reach it's how I serve the streets
Don't get too close, this toast get you burned with heat
Gladiators turned to Caddy scrapers
The only cats relate was lost souls with bad behavior
Growing up like why daddy hate us
Southern Cali sipping nattys with some baddies burning fatty's straight up
This ain't legends of the fall
This letters on the wall and weapons in a brawl
You either fully submerged or never get involved
No Miley Cyrus China white is that wrecking ball
I'm like pac cause I'm an outlaw
An outlier outing liars with the outpour
Left behind kidney shot with the southpaw
Death defying weapon firing its all out war
I still ride for my fam and friends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
All my life I been riding dirty, in these times of flirting
With death, could take my final breath with a Nine at thirty
Plus eight years waiting here to find a worthy
Person or purpose to serve that I can even find deserving
My only friend is my pen and pad
Replacing faces that I wanted but I never had
The same kids claiming that they family but seldom act
Related shame is they turn they backs but they never scratch
I ain't never fell short on giving
It's people out here getting it and I'm why your living
I learned to live with fake friendships and poor decisions
I serve em sentences but feel I serve this sentence cause these walls are prisons
I miss my siblings the only ones who held me down
They say that money come and go like the lost and found
This is how music is supposed to sound
I hold it sacred so disrespect you crossing into holy ground
I still ride for my fam and friends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
I'm a murderer with words and beats
You worms is observers of a urban chief in the search for peace
For sure my piece within reach it's how I serve the streets
Don't get too close, this toast get you burned with heat
Gladiators turned to Caddy scrapers
The only cats relate was lost souls with bad behavior
Growing up like why daddy hate us
Southern Cali sipping nattys with some baddies burning fatty's straight up
This ain't legends of the fall
This letters on the wall and weapons in a brawl
You either fully submerged or never get involved
No Miley Cyrus China white is that wrecking ball
I'm like pac cause I'm an outlaw
An outlier outing liars with the outpour
Left behind kidney shot with the southpaw
Death defying weapon firing its all out war
I still ride for my fam and friends
Dead or alive we survive through the fads and trends
Destined to strive for the tribe in these savage lands
Gather bands and I'm a ride til the famine ends
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Asidon
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