Ron e Polo
"The Front"
Produced by Matcy P
Winter Polos
(Hook)
Yo, who got in on this sack/
Ill front the money but you know you got
To get me back/
People talk like "all he do is smoke and drink"/ naw
All I do is smoke and rap/
Why the cops always follow, I won't follow back/
It's probably cuz they smell that pack/
Gotta light a black/
Don't know how to act they say what type of life is that/
The type of life that'll make you write a track/
(Verse 1)
So write a verse ron/
I need the newest version/
They say if you dont know them then a hoe can be a Virgin/
I never cared I was a freak/
I find beauty into things you don't see/
The flow is unique/
I got to compete with fashion and beats/
And talking that's cheap/
If you hate me then you hate me, get thrown off of ya peak/
They say ron e from the burbs but I buzz in the streets/
I guess I win man/
Niccas got metal with no heart, like the Tinman/
They said Ron e got the juice I'll bring the gin too/
I make that music you can sin too/
It's all mental like the instru/
Painting picture just to show you what I been through/
Hopping out on stage it feels amazing/
Next day serving, my life is like waiting/
Trips down to Georgia, made hits out in Macon/
They say they love you but you know them niccas hatin'/
(Hook)
Yo, who got in on this sack/
Ill front the money but you know you got
To get me back/
People talk like "all he do is smoke and drink"/ naw
All I do is smoke and rap/
Why the cops always follow, I won't follow back/
It's probably cuz they smell that pack/
Gotta light a black/
Don't know how to act they say what type of life is that/
The type of life that'll make you write a track/
(Verse 2)
Another verse Ron, better than the first one/
Bars coming fast had to write em down in cursive/
This tape hot but it really doesn't matter if you haven't heard my first one/
Critic talk days was young and getting paid/
Right state of mind and a nice pair of j's/
All we ever needed was a mic and a stage/
Still laying versus not a phase/
Now I'm not worried bout my grades,these other artist are in trouble/
A lot was on my plate, never was the type to juggle/
BIg homie said I got you/
I'll cop the first 50 thousand CDs and don't worry, I'll just get it once it bubble/
Pa**ed up on the front/
He had the loud pack, couldn't pa** up on the blunt/
Like everything I want/
From the sells, to the shows, and hoes would been pimpin'/
A quick come up man you know that sh** was temptinnnnn'/
(Hook)
Yo, who got in on this sack/
Ill front the money but you know you got
To get me back/
People talk like "all he do is smoke and drink"/ naw
All I do is smoke and rap/
Why the cops always follow, I won't follow back/
It's probably cuz they smell that pack/
Gotta light a black/
Don't know how to act they say what type of life is that/
The type of life that'll make you write a track/
(Verse 3)
You want to know the truth/
I wouldn't be here if I didn't have a f**in booth/
Lost soul, but I knew just want I want to do/
Make an album, had to come up with some extra loot/
King hush from the j**elry shop pitching in/
TreeHause showed me love out in Michigan/
I see the ones that help provide, is always down to ride/
So Ima do this for the ones who's actually listening/
Hit up Audi on the phone, like what the Bizness is/
Winterpolos on the way, time to finish it/
I see my life behind these bars, writing sentences/
p**y, music, weed all I need as my privileges/
Keys n dope big ups on the beats/
You like a bigger brother, show me ways I can compete/
And now I can't wait to get cake from this cla**ic/
After fronting yall free music on the datpifffff/
(your welcome)
(Hook)
Yo, who got in on this sack/
Ill front the money but you know you got
To get me back/
People talk like "all he do is smoke and drink"/ naw
All I do is smoke and rap/
Why the cops always follow, I won't follow back/
It's probably cuz they smell that pack/
Gotta light a black/
Don't know how to act they say what type of life is that/
The type of life that'll make you write a track/