FRONTPAGE Video (MV)

I make the front page
Won't be as a rockstar
Only framed with my last name
I'll be knocking cops off
Put me in a cage
I ain't finna stop till it's red on the pavement

I done been a problem since the red hit the page
I ain't with ensembles
Blow up like Osama I don't care what I say
If they trippin I could slip em in a grave yuh
I ain't blessed with patience
I was off a xan treating bitches like they stray cats
Liquor in my hand throwing flames it's a vague flash
I done slapped three bitches in the face w cocaine baggies
I done broke connections with them friends who said they slay bout me
Ho I was blacked out
Living in the past
I been living in these tracks now
You could catch me passed out
In the basement
Borderline wack traphouse
Throw up in the grass or the trash bag xanned out
Come in the through back alley told him throw them tabs at me
I ain't been this happy since I stabbed that ho that laughed at me
I can hear em clapping in my head saying you should rap bout it
Maybe the relapses and crashes was for traction I could map now
She want rock shit so I crash it
I want raw sex so I have it
I still talk shit to a bad bitch
Said I'm toxic ain't you hear me on Abraxis
I rock bitches I don't pass em
She talk to me like she love me
Forgot her last words
She after me like it's rugby
Forgot my passwords
She slapping me than she hug me
She love a bastard
I'm rappin it while we f*cking only the tracks first

I make the front page
Won't be as a rockstar
Only framed w my last name
I'll be knocking cops off
Put me in a cage w some chains
I ain't finna stop till the blood on the pavement