Frontside

[Verse]
Made a lot of turns
You can’t turn me back
On reverb
He purchased that
He learned to tap
Man of earth
With a worldly cap
Discouraging
Dirty rats
What a journey had
Attorney’s adjourning
And I’m mourning bad
Morning of the clash
Bet you had your ass on my cock
Wasn’t even the last shot
Could’ve been but clearly has not
How many logs you got
Out loud
Riddling them off
Telling everyone I did
And that you did not
My stomach gets knots
Telling these stories
No more he feels trapped
But lost
His path’s
Is criss-crossed
Tryna get his shit off
When he lifts off
There’ll be a billion
Is his rich pocket
Giving it to impoverished
Non profit
Nah stop it
I can’t liе
Like I wouldn’t piss away dollars
Taking these fuckеrs by the collar
But when I ease off that I’ll be a scholar
Chord progressions obsessing
Begging for the encore
Cause since I was a sophomore
I’ve had more talent
In my left elbow
Than you have in your family
Bottom of the memo
Read out
You can’t stand me
Left on read yell out
Fuck I can’t stand these types
I don’t know where I wanna be tonight
All I know of Peter’s fucking weird
But his beats are tight
And it’s not the gear
Anytime
He stepped up to steer
He goes out there