I'm asleep in the front seat
I pray the lord my guns to keep
Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.
Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes
Me and my peeps often meet
Humpy dumpy, in front seat
I don't know why i'm even on this track
I've read the textbook front to back/
Or like monumental mixtape of the moment
I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front
Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,
After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment
But got comma’s in my statement
Aint loyal cuz the way they front
How simple they are
In front of the pastor
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