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Forch Fabalon

pochette album Aint no friends on the frontline
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(intro)
Look man i told you
Anit friends on the frontline
Only soldiers, only gangsters
Them friends gone fu*k around and get you killed out here

(verse 1)
Yeah, you already know my first line
Fabalon for-ever-hoe
Stay on my grind
Two for my ni88as that that put in work and overtime
Shout to the haters that's watching from the sideline
I did it, just like i said i would
I be the first one to keep it real with you ni88a, you aint from my hood
I could give two fu*ks and that's not trust bit*h you out of line
So i'm a tell you the same sh*t that my uncle tell me all the time
(turn up)

(hook)
Aint no mother fu*king friends,
On the frontline
Aint no mother fu*king friends,
On the frontline
Aint no mother fu*king friends,
On the frontline
Aint no mother fu*king friends,
On the frontline
(turn up)

(verse 2)
Posted up like you know us (yeah)
I was cold as fu*k way for the trucks (yeah)
Dipping in and out these bit*hes like they owe us something (yeah)
Tell that bit*h if she love me,
Go hoe or something (yeah)
Been doing this sh*t since high school,
Had a bit*h, that had a ni88a, had a truck
She gave me that bit*h fool,
Picked up the homies, we flipped hoe had a good time
That the main reason why i like to drag these hoes and put my foot down
(turn up)

(hook)

(verse 3)
Big ni88a baby you know me
I gripping that wood, pushing my blue coupe through all of the hood
Baby what good
Show me it's real, give me that sh*t that you know i could feel
You know the deal
Fabalon fresh, respect it or hate it you know we a mess
But it confess, yes!

(hook)

(verse 4)
(yeah)
I really think that i'm amazing,
I really think that i can do anything that i want to
And it probably wont phase me
Fabalon, fabalon baby
Most of these rappers fugazi
I could flip style after style after style after style
And be everything that these hoe cant be,
My turn up is so fu*king crazy, swear for,
God i, do this, here
Flipping that range, in the left lane
Turn up fu*king crystal clear
Bossing that thang, pimp when i limp when i jangle that chain
Ni88as by acting like they bout that thang
Fu*k is you saying,
Forch is the name
Fabalon gang
(turn up)

Hook

(outro)
Hold up
This fabalon we gone keep on winning
Fabalon we gone keep on winning
Fabalon we gone keep on winning
Fabalon we gone keep on winning
This fabalon we gone keep on winning
Fabalon we gone keep on winning
Matter fact i'm in the studio now with a pocket full of money
I just keep on grining

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