Fronto

Don't come around me lookin for a front tho

I ain't frontin Ima always keep it blunt yo

Couple day ones I see chillin in the front row

They ain’t leavin’ no where til they done rollin’ the fronto

Cribo so loud they

Cribo so loud 12 knockin’ at the front door

Smell it from a mile away

Smell it from a mile

They ain't even have to come close

Ash in my tea from the wind got me out my zen

Realign myself with my city when I pick up a pen

I don’t need nobody around me that's just there for pretend

They might help you in rotation but is they really yo kin

I light up a joint and think damn this might be too many heads

Give one to the circle, and keep one attached to my hands

Knowin’ that that other one I ain't never gone see again

If you give yo all to everyone what else do you have left

Breathe **** damn, it’s puff puff pass

We ain't know how to brake all we been hittin’ is gas

Fumes straight to the head we should watch out for we crash

It feel like 8ths magically disappear up out the stash

Ain't pinchin no bags

Cause’ nowadays we live in abundance

So If you ask you might be in our league we do you justice

Just come how we comin’

Came from slummin’ we stay grateful

What goes around comes around so if I cannot trust em I tell em

Don't come around me lookin for a front tho

I ain't frontin Ima always keep it blunt yo

Couple day ones I see chillin in the front row

They ain’t leavin’ no where til they done rollin’ the fronto

Cribo so loud they (aye ya’ll hear somebody knockin’?)

Cribo so loud 12 knockin’ at the front door

Smell it from a mile away (ya’ll **** is too loud)

Smell it from a mile

They ain't even have to come close

This verse dedicated to my brother

He put grabba in the pack tryna make a session stretch

Work three jobs early life has been a test

I come around makin’ sure to pack the best

He lookin’ for deals I get that

I’m just lookin’ for thrills and gas pbagas

We both tryna escape the fact that

We not kids no more we grown grown

We had to lock in and keep the fam strong

The homie had mid so that like real strong

He got a few bands off of that air pack

I can’t receive that I live in LA

My low is still gas

Bro out in Atlanta they be makin’ up names

Get random shit then they call it Green Crack

Worker man’s pack

Put that fronto mix in it so that shit still last

Don't come around me lookin for a front tho

I ain't frontin Ima always keep it blunt yo

Couple day ones I see chillin in the front row

They ain’t leavin’ no where til they done rollin’ the fronto

Cribo so loud they

Cribo so loud 12 knockin’ at the front door

Smell it from a mile away