album cover
Front
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Front został wydany 21 lipca 2023 przez MetaPro Sound jako część albumu Front - Single
album cover
Data wydania21 lipca 2023
WytwórniaMetaPro Sound
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM88

Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Moore
Ryan Moore
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Brewski on tap, I don't really hit the blunt
I just hit the gas, then deliver in the clutch
Know I love the ass, you should drop it like a klutz
Hit it from the back, but I finish where I want
Know you see the boy, I can get you what you want
Problem with the fame is the shit came all at once
I was sneaking in the back, now they let me in the front
Now I'm sitting back, watching everybody front
Ten toes down, I don't really need a crutch
Ten months away and they thought I lost my touch
OG status but I had it from the jump
Long list of frauds that I'm ready to confront
I got Karen in my blood, catch you capping, I will make a scene
I can't handle all these local weirdos playing make believe
Know I'm hurting feelings, just be careful how you're rating me
Scale of one to ten, I'm Eleven, word to Stranger Things
I'm too goddamn real for artificial
You're not on my level homie, not even a little
You can run your mouth, but it would not be beneficial
Your man looks like a simp, and I'm just trying to keep it simple
Trust me, I don't see the issue
Faded off the juice and I'm just trying to keep it civil
Finally certified, they just made that shit official
Got the key to the city, playing monkey in the middle
I got Uber on the way, let me know where I should send you
I really hope you're documenting what I'm turning into
I used to rock Daytona Beach when I was shopping demos
I made it out the mud, never Switched up like Nintendos
When the squad wants it all, tell the waiter keep the menus
I remember scalping tickets, now we're packing out the venue
I don't even sign for checks no more, they're cool with my initials
Heard it's Stepdaddy Season, and Tomoka loves the kiddos
I ain't kidding, quit pretending like I do this shit for giggles
I've been winning, please don't twist it like a nipple
I erase the competition like magicians with a pencil
Know I'm hitting close to home like a triple
Know I'm hitting close to home like a triple
Tomoka loves the kiddos
Brewski on tap, I don't really hit the blunt
I just hit the gas, then deliver in the clutch
Know I love the ass, you should drop it like a klutz
Hit it from the back, but I finish where I want
Know you see the boy, I can get you what you want
Problem with the fame is the shit came all at once
I was sneaking in the back, now they let me in the front
Now I'm sitting back, watching everybody
Written by: Ryan Moore
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