Frontline Lyrics by Black Sherif
Black Sherif Lyrics
Frontline by Black Sherif is a hard-hitting anthem about resilience, confrontation, and protecting what he has earned, the lyrics reflect on financial losses, setbacks, and the determination to recover stronger, portraying a mindset shaped by pressure, loyalty, and survival. With aggressive imagery and references to street life, the song emphasizes standing firm against opposition, demanding what is owed, and refusing to be intimidated.
Black Sherif - Frontline Lyrics
Verse 1
One thousand and some couldn’t guess
How many niggas ɔmo owe me rabba
Lost one to the wind
I was willin' to let it go the papers I sign ‘em
Felt like the fall guys feeli sorry a
For myself couldn’t stand up for me
Someday na mɛgye me samba a
I need it in a handbag wait for the comeback
Mede m’abatwɛ tesɛ Ong-Bak
You know yɛ gurus wɔ Lagos, they on that shit
They on timing
Omo iya mi, ɔde pump action
When it’s done talking and it’s all action
Will you gum body? (Take it down jor)
Will you comport?
Will you come forth? Will come pursue we?
‘Cause I’ll be on the alley with your answer
I’ll be on the Harley with the bomber
Put the soundtrack
When I’m coming with the Stally Mr. Rambo
Nothing up against me will survive and
None ah dem gon’ slide
Something you’ll remember
Chorus
Find me on the front lines
Same body like it’s not mine
16 rounds wobɛte shots fired
Get my money or it’s not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Them say we not nice
Them say we not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Find me on the front lines
Same body like it’s not mine
16 rounds wobɛte shots fired
Get my money or it’s not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Them say we not nice
Them say we not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Verse 2
Chuck stuff in your obliques
Make you drowsy like codeine
Na afa wo get your weed and bounce
No be I them go steal my sauce
I’ll make you dance Poco Lee, Asambe
Not with the vibes of the season
No trouble gon’ see me outside
Yɛwɔ Axim down south
I’ll let you die on the pussy
And power that you seek in the clubs
Show the city you a bum
W’anim na aguase that was the bad karma
Seh we nuh strap no more we the babalowo
Feel like I'm sicker than I been should I stop now
Please let me strike on and leave let me handle
Coke, cocainna white smoke
I need my 6 batakaris in bundles
No cameras
No cameras, no cameras
Chorus
Find me on the front lines
Same body like it’s not mine
16 rounds wobɛte shots fired
Get my money or it’s not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Them say we not nice
Them say we not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Find me on the front lines
Same body like it’s not mine
16 rounds wobɛte shots fired
Get my money or it’s not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
Them say we not nice
Them say we not nice
Yɛ ne mo all night
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