This is a song about "Fronting"

I've been fucking fronting with you since i kicked open the damn door.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

To be nothing but gold, i'm not fronting, just lets go.

Just like them, you talking plain and fronting flashers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Some of us be fronting, some of us is really criminals

Cuase if i hit em up then we fucking ain't no fronting

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Came on her stomach, pull out, never fronting

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Hoe, bitch why you fronting? you ain't come up, so why you showing up?

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club