Neva Front
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Said that Ima take what I want Better get my money, I don't really wanna front Keep the commas comin to my spot in the lumps Check it, its a glock thats protection for the funds I'm, mixin up my molly with the scotch I don't need to see the body, I can tell the pussy poppin Sparkin' up a wood and it's hot Feelin' on the ceilin' but we made it to the top, yeah Steady pedal, powder, pounds of flour in my living room Gotta get em out, they bout to pile to the ceilin' soon Super villain, kill the beat like I'm eatin baby food Feedin' em the peace about the meat, just who they prayin' to F*ck em all and leave em out to dry, if they ain't keepin' up I keep puffin' til I'm high Couple duffel bags on my flight, the double cup of Sprite had me knockin' out the lights Lethal weapon, creepin' crystal method, got me stressin Smokin' epinephrine, feel like heaven sendin me a message Every day I pray And count up all my fuckin' blessings Roll my pain away Until they roll me on the stretcher I'm a big boss Get the money like I'm Rick Ross If they talkin' shit about my mix I'm never pissed off All of y'all are fake, if he caught, he'd probably crisscross Baddie wanna taste, bout to answer all the missed calls Said that I'ma take what I want, better get my money, I don't really wanna front Keep the commas comin' to my spot in the lumps Check it, it's a Glock, that's protection for the funds I'm mixin' up my molly with the scotch I don't need to see the body, I can tell the pussy poppin Sparkin' up a wood and it's hot, feelin' on the ceilin' boy we made it to the top, yeah Undercover when I'm comin' at yo' neck Take yo' fuckin' clothes, then I snatch yo' fuckin' check Take yo' fuckin' phone, then I grab yo' fuckin' shoes, then I take em' to the shop where I buy my fuckin' blues, uh Fall asleep on the beat like I'm feelin' sleepy, mind cloudy, all these motherfuckers wanna be me They try to copy all my bars, man, it's gettin creepy I put my music out for fans, not for fuckin freebies Wars waging in this world while I sit at home All this pressure got me takin' drugs to the dome We helpin' countries that's terroristic and doin' crime Killin' little children and tellin' people the fuckin' lies Shit's got my mind clouded every fuckin day I try to worry about my lonesome but I fuckin' can't Outlaw government, killin' people and takin shit Blamin' it on foreigners them motherfuckers fakin' shit Said that I'ma take what I want, better get my money, I don't really wanna front Keep the commas comin' to my spot in the lumps Check it, it's a Glock, that's protection for the funds I'm mixin' up my molly with the scotch I don't need to see the body, I can tell the pussy poppin' Sparkin' up a wood and its hot, feelin' on the ceiling, but we made it to the top, yeah Bout to cop a couple hundred baggies of the shaggy Scooby-Dooby, pass it to me, if you Mack it better match me If the roll be on a homie, dope things on me like the police Feelin' like the OB-GYN, I'm divin' in her holy moly I be goin' stupid, not retarded, hard to figure which two all these other rappers are I'm burnin' down the church Crucify me, Joan of Arc Cold before December know I got a frozen heart Whippin' in the Mitsubishi this a creepy high Kinda feelin' like a PCP, maybe that's what be inside the Evergreen-y Never thought my plug would lie, but now we fuckin' tweakin Dog, I know you must get by, now this bitch screamin Started carvin' out her eyes, fightin' all the demons We just wanted to get high, but now her face is bleedin' Leakin', then she shattered into pieces I think that I should take a break from smokin' all this fuckin' reefer Said that I'ma take what I want Better get my money, I don't really wanna front Keep the karma comin' to my spot in the lump Check it, it's a Glock, that's protection for the Funds I'm mixin' up my molly with the scotch I don't need to see the body, I can tell the pussy poppin Sparkin' up a wood and it's hot Feelin' on the ceiling, but we made it to the top, yeah
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Written by: Ayvin Elzbeck, Brayden Pittman
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