"MAINSTREAM - SONNY FRANZESE" lyrics
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Ridin' a dirt road to a hole-in-the-wall show, tell me 'bout it
Bro did dirt, he don't believe in karma, but I'm tellin' him 'bout it (Hoo)
See, Penny, she looked out for me, I hope she don't think I forgot her
First shit I forget to do, she go off for it, shit, you gotta remind me
I don't do it on purpose, you probably think I'm playing, I'm working
Probably had a line, ain't nothin', when you all in, you alone with janglin'
I got kids on the way, God'll punish me if I play with 'em
I probably got karma on the way, I gotta keep this K with me
Front line, that was the mission, if you sell dope, buy you a pistol
Loyalty over love, you can love me, but still point your finger
You'd think she yours, if the right nigga ask her name, homie, she single
Christian Dior, I bought her that, she ain't tell me thank you
You vouch for a rat, you'll do the same shit
See an opp-opper, yop-yop what I'm aiming
Every fox you see with me, they done stained shit
Smoke up, bro got a gun on probation
I couldn't even tell him chill, he don't wanna hear it, this shit get for real (Brrt)
And this shit bro going through, he say this shit deeper than bein' late on bills (Brrt)
I can't do nothing but feel him, I can't do nothing but hear him out (Hrrt)
Feds want you for questions (Hrrt), you better decide what you're talking 'bout (Mm-mm)
Now it's time to see if you're hard (Hoo), now it's time to see if your head on (Hoo)
Now it's time to see if your head strong (Hoo), if it's not, then who you rattin' on? (Hoo)
I know how it go, when 12 come, the asshole could talk
The advice I got, witnesses on the case, fix the problem (Cut 'em)
Every man I got smack shit like Italian man from Harlem (Cut 'em)
Bro asked how I want it, I said get closer than a barber (Fuck 'em)
I'm a family man, artist, and a gangster that's proper (Hrr)
How say you real, but ain't got cash for your mama? (You cap)
That don't even sound like a man, he sound like a circle (You bap)
I went mainstream, nigga, I'm fresh out the dungeon (No cap)
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Ridin' a dirt road to a hole-in-the-wall show, tell me 'bout it
Bro did dirt, he don't believe in karma, but I'm tellin' him 'bout it (Hoo)
See, Penny, she looked out for me, I hope she don't think I forgot her
First shit I forget to do, she go off for it, shit, you gotta remind me
I don't do it on purpose, you probably think I'm playing, I'm working
Probably had a line, ain't nothin', when you all in, you alone with janglin'
I got kids on the way, God'll punish me if I play with 'em
I probably got karma on the way, I gotta keep this K with me
Front line, that was the mission, if you sell dope, buy you a pistol
Loyalty over love, you can love me, but still point your finger
You'd think she yours, if the right nigga ask her name, homie, she single
Christian Dior, I bought her that, she ain't tell me thank you
You vouch for a rat, you'll do the same shit
See an opp-opper, yop-yop what I'm aiming
Every fox you see with me, they done stained shit
Smoke up, bro got a gun on probation
I couldn't even tell him chill, he don't wanna hear it, this shit get for real (Brrt)
And this shit bro going through, he say this shit deeper than bein' late on bills (Brrt)
I can't do nothing but feel him, I can't do nothing but hear him out (Hrrt)
Feds want you for questions (Hrrt), you better decide what you're talking 'bout (Mm-mm)
Now it's time to see if you're hard (Hoo), now it's time to see if your head on (Hoo)
Now it's time to see if your head strong (Hoo), if it's not, then who you rattin' on? (Hoo)
I know how it go, when 12 come, the asshole could talk
The advice I got, witnesses on the case, fix the problem (Cut 'em)
Every man I got smack shit like Italian man from Harlem (Cut 'em)
Bro asked how I want it, I said get closer than a barber (Fuck 'em)
I'm a family man, artist, and a gangster that's proper (Hrr)
How say you real, but ain't got cash for your mama? (You cap)
That don't even sound like a man, he sound like a circle (You bap)
I went mainstream, nigga, I'm fresh out the dungeon (No cap)
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
Fresh out the dungeon, went mainstream
