U Frontin

New Year, old me
My peers they see the me that I worked years to be
Wish I paid attention in high school
Now the bitches wanna own me
Changing schools every new grade
Stacking paper no homies
Carbon copies pirated the sound
I got pearls like Kiera Knightley
Burning trees till I get paranoid
And all my thoughts wanna fight me
After hours drinking sours
Smashing later now I bet you like me
All my thought blend into one
I swear I’ll never stop even if you fight me
I’m going pop feeling so NSYNC
I’m about to hit my brink I don’t say that lightly
If a firm opinion to make the millions makes me an asshole then I guess I might
be
Why you always fronting right in front of me
Spitting all that bullshit like you supposed to be?
Under all these vibes what’s the remedy
Can’t you see I’m doing me?
I’m doing me
They love telling tales
I love music and dollar bills
No backup plan
I’m fucked if all of my records fail
Too much soul to be running in circles
Out chasing my tail
All of my dogs you all know i be out
Chasing the mail
Ditched my comfort zone
Bank was stacked
Much bigger goals
I had to run with that
Shows on my mind on replay
Anxiety through the roof
Break after break
I must say if Shaq’s worth 300 mill
And he couldn’t hit the free (throw) to save his life
I think at the end of the day when I lay awake at night
I’ma be alright
Can you hear me?
I said I’ma be alright
We gon' be alright
Why you always fronting right in front of me
Spitting all that bullshit like you supposed to be?
Under all these vibes what’s the remedy
Can’t you see I’m doing me?
I’m doing me
I’m literally out of my fucks
Worrying about what all these people are worried about
Getting to class with my head low
They taught us the least then they hurried us out
And I’m too nervous
These bitches are perfect
At catching my flaws and then pointing them out
I have a short list of names that I trust
They coming through quick for me
Having that family’s a must Bullard and Haynes
The rest cannot sit with me
My image engraved in your memories like
Audrey from Breakfast at Tiffany’s
If you don’t fuck with the crew, crew, crew, crew
That don’t mean shit to me
Why you always fronting right in front of me
Spitting all that bullshit like you supposed to be?
Under all these vibes what’s the remedy
Can’t you see I’m doing me?
I’m doing me
Why you always fronting right in front of me
Spitting all that bullshit like you supposed to be?
Under all these vibes what’s the remedy
Can’t you see I’m doing me?
I’m doing me