[Verse 1]

Uh

Lemme break it down

Open up your notes, you should probably take it down

Focus on the music and nothing else around

'Cause the money a distraction controllin' how you sound

Homie, focus on yourself

People that's around

You a good [?] when nobody wanna help

I was on the ground getting beaten by myself

But I probably had a milli if I really wanted out

But attention felt good so I stayed where I was

Ego on a leash I was chained to the buzz

Support was important but so was the love

That I never gave me when I needed the trust

That I'd makе it out alive

Homie, I ain't evеn try

I would sit inside the dark, feelin' sadness in my mind

But decide that I had a side turnin' anger into pride

Overtime I became what I thought I would despise but I finally feel alive

[Chorus]

Shit, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up

Just stop fro-

Uh, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up

[Verse 2]

Used to get pissed when they bashed all my songs

I was always last getting picked then I thought

How the fuck could I improve if I get on a song

Thinkin' that I'm always right, I could never do it wrong

Had to prove that I was boss

Started doing songs that I never thought I'd do

I was truly in a box

Truly feeling lost that I had to unteach

A lot of bad habits that I had on the beats

That I had it in my reach

Kept me in a niche

Breaking out of that was the smartest shit I did

Started learnin' how to move in a market that could flip

So I knew that I was safe if the target ever switched

Thankfully I did, 'cause look at shit now

YouTube rappers are slowly fallin' down

Beefin' over bullshit to prove they the best

But numbers can't lie, homie neither can respect

I got Genius on my dick

[Chorus]

Shit, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up

Just stop fro-

Uh, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up

[Verse 3]

Bitch I earned the right to flex, you can't take that from me

Twenty thousand on my wrist cause I make my money

Y'all bitchin' on my page like "Take that, dummy"

Take what? You're a joke and it ain't that funny

You gotta level up

Stop comparin' you to me

'Cause me is better than when you comparin' all the streams

A mill on one track over fifty if we peace

Some [?]

I'm able to get a reach

You reachin' a ghetto label 'cause you wack as fuck

I'm independent I don't need 'em in my tracks or bus

You bust even then you gotta pass it up

'Cause the label gets your mix and masters huh

And you can lie to your fans but I

Can tell that you didn't even read when you signed the line

And now you find that you're broke

So you try to hide behind the streams that they bought

To supply the pride but I don't buy it

[Outro]

Uh, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up

Just stop fro-

Uh, stop frontin'

Always tellin' your fans about something

Y'all are fake as fuck

The fans might be asleep but I'ma wake em up