FrxntLine Lyrics

Aye! Nigga

Long Live My Bruddas

Know it's WxrldWide

Do anything for my brothers

Aye!

Front line for my bruddas we can get it on

I don't ride without my pipe so I'm never alone

Can you say you kno the feeling when 3 yo brothers gone

Tryna wrap my head around the fact that they ain't coming home

I pray for momma I ain't seen they smiles in so long

We makin plays until they stretched like kuddy go long

My family living thru me I'll say they name in every song

If shit go left I got that make it right if it go wrong

They throwin' hate we gettin paid this nigga Renny Ransom

They gone throw dirt on yo name thinkin theirs cancel

I'm blockin shade, I'm switching states and I'm taking chances

Bxxgie man ghostin' in they section I'm gone play da phantom

Front line fa my brothers cause we kno it's war

Keep an umbrella for the drizzle cause when it rain it pours

I adapt to all my sorrows tryna weather storms

I miss my brothas 8 of us ina room like a fuckin' dorm

Gave em the head off my shoulders n watched em flake on me

I'm hearing voices fighting demons why don't yall pray fa me

Tryna talk with all my bruddas I might sacrifice a sheep

And for my bruddas kno it's war cause we play for keeps

Yeah we bouncing out that lo with this twenty three

Step back and shoot the scene like he had hoop dreams

Shoulda been sold not told I gave the game for free

Erbody can't be saved it ain't a guarantee

My brothers gone I couldn't save em and it turned me cold

Nah I ain't God they call me a reaper I'm tryna take a soul

Loaded up it was time to spin after that funeral home

Tryna run from all my demons it ain't no where to go

I slapped a button on this cat you wanna see it roar

Patching feelings when I lose her (loser) cause I ain't never sore

Kno how I fit when I get fly they wanna see me soar

All is one All is well we Almighty Vice Lords

Crackin Nikki's for my brother

Cause he ain't here to do it

And I just pass the pipe to brother

All he had to do is shoot it

And these niggas claim that they tough

But they don't never do shit

All that talk and can't back it up

Man you niggas useless

I'm chucking L'z n raising hell the way these shells tossin'

I'm Mighty high fa Mighty Myles I miss brother often

Catch him loafin'

When he home alone I feel like McCauley Caulkin

R.I.P. to Kari I piece the puzzle brother I'm gonna solve it

For BearWxrld I act an ass when I'm out in ATL

I miss Jak he used to Blak when he was behind that wheel

Long Live Chu we missin' you

But we gone prevail

My heart hurtin' 5

But all is well

Front line for my bruddas we can get it on (we can get it on)

I don't ride without my pipe so I'm never alone (I'm never alone)

Can you say that you kno the feeling when 3 yo brothers gone

Tryna wrap my head around the feeling that they ain't coming home (tryna wrap)

Nigga we can get it on

Tryna wrap my head around the fact that they ain't coming home

Loaded up it was time to spin after that funeral home