Frontline (feat. Trip Presley)

Princ3 The Kidd

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Yea
Princ3 The kidd
I told yall we'd be back
Yea I'm on the Frontline
Yea Trip Presley
Yea
I'm on the Frontline
And all this stress and this weight
I'm going through so much of this pain
Got to keep my head on straight
Hey
So sick of this hustling struggling
Crumbling fucking up
I'm just trying to make my way
It's the same olé shit on a another day
Got to many things that I'm juggling
Double edge blades
Wont fumble them
Tripping an stumbling humbling
Coming up my road wasn't paved
Losing my cool and its troubling
Fucking up everything puzzling
Trust when I say
That The rage that I put on a page
Ain't nothing to the weight of the pain
Not budging I'm scuffling fighting the demons away
An No I'm not beaten today
For My freedom sake hey
Cause I been caught up and lead astray
Locked up I can't escape
I guess it was fate that things worked out this way
All of the shit that I went through
Being your bank
The load on my plate the stress and the hate
An for that there's going to be hell to pay
Got to learn from my mistakes
Most of the ones smiling in your face
Trying to gain your trust then take take take
Don't trust them lames this a fucked up game
Not all but ninety percent of them snakes
Take a closer look bet you see they fangs
They waiting to strike for a bite just to get a taste
No faking or flogging
No stopping stay working on projects
And dropping the hotness
Not tripping or falling
Cause that ain't no option
Going to just keep doing me
I don't care if yall agree
I'm trying to find some peace
And that I'm going to definitely reach
So sick of losing control
So sick of being so broke
I feel like I'm losing my soul
But I don't got nowhere else to go
I'm spitting nothing but truth
As soon as I hit the booth
And I got nothing to prove
At least not to you
So sick of losing control
So sick of being so broke
I feel like I'm losing my soul
But I don't got nowhere else to go
I'm spitting nothing but truth
As soon as I hit the booth
And I got nothing to prove
At least not to you
Professor let's take them to school
I win or I learn I don't lose
Big pressure I go straight with my move
Better make way or be moved
They hate that they ain't better than you
I'm paving my way with my crew
These lames never did what we do
My city going to say trip the truth
Ahead of the race we could cruise
Born destined for greatness
My ops must be destined to lose
Left prints on they neck with these shoes
The tracks of a beast lead a team from the streets to the booth
Swallow your pride and be cool
I came up with snakes
Better watch what you say or you food
Knowing the drill and they screwed
We ain't play around and that's why you out of the loop
Trying to hang with the kid get a noose
If he not on my level
Why beef I won't waste time to stoop
Got muscle got reach I got juice
Since Ty put me on catching packs
I been paying my dues
The streets chose its my turn to choose
More money more power I'm linked with my plug like a fuse
Got it grinding but no that ain't all that I do
Life pushed me to the edge so I flew
When I met Princ3 hit the yo
Ever since I been glued
Try to give the world what I been through
Blessing the mic like achoo
Giving them hell though I'm heaven sent
If it ain't about paper it's irrelevant
We going to take it places it ain't ever been
Deadly when you get me out my element
Giving them hell though I'm heaven sent
If it ain't about paper it's irrelevant
We going to take it places it ain't ever been
Deadly when you get me out my element
So sick of losing control
So sick of being so broke
I feel like I'm losing my soul
But I don't got nowhere else to go
I'm spitting nothing but truth
As soon as I hit the booth
And I got nothing to prove
At least not to you
So sick of losing control
So sick of being so broke
I feel like I'm losing my soul
But I don't got nowhere else to go
I'm spitting nothing but truth
As soon as I hit the booth
And I got nothing to prove
At least not to you
I'm at this place in my life
It ain't been nothing but fights
I'm so exhausted and tired
But I ain't giving up I
Keep giving nothing but grief
Because I stay on my feet
An keep on filling these sheets
Taking a little part of me
An letting the world see
An letting the world see
Everything in my life

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Written by: Wyatt Mallonee, Zach Darden

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