Lyrics Frontin - Capo Lee

Frontin

Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, fam?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Yeah, OT for a show
Yeah, still mash work on the road
Yeah, me, I’ve got bros, no pals
Yeah, they might hop out the bush like baow
Chasing money, gotta make it mash
Took that loss and I made it back
Know what I want and I know my sound
So you never see me out here making trash
Hate on me cuh dem man are brass
Me, I’ve got a show and I stepped in, frass
Bun down mic and I fade to the back
Exit the place with a peng ting lass
Capo, came in the game all strong
Money, can’t see me count it wrong
Honeys on me catting for schlong
Why man front on song?
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, fam?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Yo, Capo, let me tell you know
Yeah, you see, my life get wild
Swag, chasing dreams and money
Shed no tears when the paigons pow (hey)
Still gotta go H•A•M
Don’t take on board all the hate and doubt
Yeah, I’m on a studio vibe
That’s Fire in the Booth on a murderous row
Had cats in the pile
When the feds stop me, they wanna check my file
Everyday walk and smile
Came out a place where the road is vile
Still see me on the ends
Cuh I do trap, bare trapping friends
I live life for the moment
Nobody knows how the story ends
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, fam?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Yeah, face is sour
Enter the room with power
Gyal in my bed but I don’t wanna beat, I’m
Resting my feet, I just wanna watch Power
I just grind more time
I don’t know no chat about trapping hour
Work in the concrete jungle
Food on the plate, that might get devour
Before this music, I still had money
Make more tunes and I still make money
Can’t go broke, man, it still ain’t funny
Big boy now, man, I still say «mummy»
C-A-P-O, word to the champ
Don’t care about cars till I’m swerving a Lamb'
Man can’t understand
Buss work, that word ain’t a plan
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
You ain’t gotta be the richest man (ahh yeah)
Or roll with the biggest strap (baow)
I spend time in the booming trap (bare time)
Got the mandem doubting that (uh huh)
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, fam?
Why you keep fronting?
Why you keep fronting, boy?
Why you keep fronting?