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

Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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