A Room Frank.S (Ft. WESTSIDE BOOGIE)
"A Room" by Frank.S (Ft. WESTSIDE BOOGIE) is a #HipHop track from 2023 that explores themes of introspection, personal struggles, and the complexities of relationships. The lyrics convey a sense of vulnerability and self-reflection. Unique elements include a smooth blend of melodic flows and intricate wordplay, showcasing both artists' lyrical prowess. The song resonates with listeners seeking authenticity in their experiences.
[Verse 1: Frank$]
You take L through the mail
I produce winners
I could turn your trap to a distribution center
We don't take walk-ins, gotta be a member
Same nigga with the boxes like late december
I ain't tryna end beef but I'll squash shit
Bussdown, lock it, show my pockets
[?] I got options
If we talking LA plug then I'm top ten
Numero uno, up all my paper
On your culo, trust
This [?] hangs out but a mood though
Couple years later every play is a tudo
Hard knock, university this ain't juco
Rose gold down rose [?]
I'm a grown man, tip shit
I ain't a scribble but I'll pole dance
Love, hate, could walk the city bit of romance
Pop a perkеy, beat up the kiddy to a slow jam
Drop the tickеt, like R Kelly piss the city off
Really up, milk the game till the titty soft
Pack up a whole [?] 50 boss
I'll buy it all back if you can't get it off
If it's up then it's stuck
I'll send it off
If I stop serving niggas, it'll start a war
I'm not in the military but got army stories
Tapped in with the farm, let it buy some forty
In the field [?] wearing Glock and 40s
Snip hussle, I'll creep 4 in the morning
You take L through the mail
I produce winners
I could turn your trap to a distribution center
We don't take walk-ins, gotta be a member
Same nigga with the boxes like late december
I ain't tryna end beef but I'll squash shit
Bussdown, lock it, show my pockets
[?] I got options
If we talking LA plug then I'm top ten
Numero uno, up all my paper
On your culo, trust
This [?] hangs out but a mood though
Couple years later every play is a tudo
Hard knock, university this ain't juco
Rose gold down rose [?]
I'm a grown man, tip shit
I ain't a scribble but I'll pole dance
Love, hate, could walk the city bit of romance
Pop a perkеy, beat up the kiddy to a slow jam
Drop the tickеt, like R Kelly piss the city off
Really up, milk the game till the titty soft
Pack up a whole [?] 50 boss
I'll buy it all back if you can't get it off
If it's up then it's stuck
I'll send it off
If I stop serving niggas, it'll start a war
I'm not in the military but got army stories
Tapped in with the farm, let it buy some forty
In the field [?] wearing Glock and 40s
Snip hussle, I'll creep 4 in the morning
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