Front Street (Instrumental)

[Intro]

Yo

This is dedicated to all the fake suckas at home

Watching them videos, they ain’t going outside trying to portray this stuff

You know what I’m saying?

You living on front street

[Chorus]

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

[Verse 1: Phat Kat]

Now everyday I turn around, I see fellas on my block

Telling more stories talking bout killing cops

Bragging on they guns just for fun

Pour fire the title they been know as the daily murder one

They rolling [?] and packing automatic weapons

But each and every one of them is know for half stepping

Johns all talk, Willy Thomas is a talk

And the twins Ray and Jay both of thеm are mummas boys

And niggas, the same niggas that arе trying to play me

Like a little sucka, he even disobey me

Da nigga Phat Kat, pay those chumps that never rhyme

Cos the rest of my life, won't be spent doing jail time

All the wannabes lookin at me hard, trynna be like Dr. Dre or Snoop Doggy Dog

Check it

All the wannabes lookin at me hard, trynna be like Dr. Dre or Snoop Doggy Dog

Ripping out the tape light, thinking its reality

Bragging on the next mans dope game salary

When will I go, when will I retreat, and get the hell away from this front street

I gotta go

[Chorus]

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

[Verse2: Phat Kat]

Yo

With saturday I'm cooling at the mall with my lady

Just because I'm making dollars, niggas wanna disobey me

And play me

Like I was a no name punk

When this saw me walking down, so overheard em talking junk

Reggie thinks he tough so the other suckas follow

But they all fake, drinking water out a vodka bottle

So I just laugh, and went about my way

Cos I wasn't gonna let the little punk spoil my day, hey

Why do brothers fake and front like they tough

When they with their crew, but when they by themselves you call their bluff

I ain't got time for these silly chump games

Its a shame, niggas fronting hard to get a name

So I just push along and mind my own

Im pissed off, thats why I took it out in this long song

So now I think I’ll just retreat

And get the hell away from this front street

So now I think I’ll just retreat

And get the hell away from this front street

I gotta go

[Chorus]

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street

Gotta get away find a place to stay

Cos brothers they be killing on front street