[Lyric] Front Page (Brian O'Shea (US))

[Verse 1: Brian O'Shea]
Well
Well, look who it is, happy belated
I’m guessing none of you expected me, but thanks for waiting
I won't take too much of your time
I hope you plan on staying
They asking who's gon’ change the game
I finally feel awake and
Refreshed, this ain't a restart, it's a reset
Here to say that shit that make your knee jerk like a reflex
Feeling greedy, me next
Time to get the feet wet
So I’m jumping out the box with no protection
That's the pretensе
Cause I know better
Ain't saying that I'm fucking pеrfect
I just know better
Heavy coat in snow weather
And now's no time to fall
Shit, all it takes is once to slip up on some shit you can't see
Then you lose it all
But we ain't losing
We be making moves and
Superhero movie
Like the Robinsons, we cruising
Head above the water and we feeling just fine
And now we floating to the top
So here's the part I gotta leave you behind
[Chorus: Brian O'Shea, Cosmo, Jay Gwin, Watty, Shnypa Shynda]
I don't mean to make you so blue
But I gotta make time for me too
Don't make it a big deal, front page news
All I wanna do is enjoy my view
And we gon’ be alright if we stay true to
Promises we made back in high school
Tell me how to live, then fuck you too
‘Cause all I wanna do is make music

[Verse 2: Brian O'Shea]
And if that's the life we choosing
Then how we gon’ prepare for all the dope and all the boozing
Can we stay clear?
Shit gets kinda wavy, do we stay here?
Shit, I'm just tryna live another eight years
And I'm not tryna make tears
I'm just being honest, like
How do we balance sitting on a throne and being modest?
And tell me
Do we hide out in the shade when the heat is at its hottest?
I need the real answers, and you can keep the polish
And you can keep that bullshit
Another bump in the long road
Driving with my eyes closed
Taking the wrong road
No destination
And we living in a tested nation
Holding on to positivity from tested patients
And my patience is running out
Like a bad nurse, mad curse
Got me in my bag, call that a sad purse
And I'm not a bad person
Yeah I made a few mistakes and I'll probably make some more because I'm still learning
And I got a lot to give
Was only talking ‘bout eight years before
But, shit, I mean I hope I got a lot to live
Get married, have some kids, yeah
And make a bunch of music so when I go
They can look back on what daddy did
History in the making
No faking, Satan been waiting
No patience, day to day hating
Turn off the console, cause I ain't playing no games
I got dreams of the top spot with Dot and Cole
And none of you no names
With no brains, and no fame
And no real love
Everything I say official, period, dot gov
You just a atom in the sand, I'm a gem, uncut
I bring my whole crew when I pull up
Go 'head, say some, yeah
So I'm on my way up
Don't plan on giving it up
And I might pour me a cup
Before I come down
And I ain't wasting no time
'Cause now I gotta get mine
So here's the part I gotta leave you behind
[Chorus: Brian O'Shea, Cosmo, Jay Gwin, Watty, Shnypa Shynda]
I don't mean to make you so blue
But I gotta make time for me too
Don't make it a big deal, front page news
All I wanna do is enjoy my view
And we gon' be alright if we stay true to
Promises we made back in high school
Tell me how to live, then fuck you too
‘Cause all I wanna do is make music