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Front Porch Famous (Official Visualizer)
Dylan Cotrone
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We don't need a plan, just a lawn-chair throne
Pass around the stories like the bottle we stole
Bumping sicko wisdom on a rust-red floor
I don't need my name all up in lights
Just a cup and an open sign
I've been taking my time, doing what I like
Yeah, that's what I like, yeah
Don't need to be on the walk of fame
Just a bar where they know my name
Been living like I should, living like I should
Yeah, that Beverly good, yeah (whoo)
Got my drop-top Chevy, that's an '88
Got a big backyard, that's a whole estate (okay)
We got a big-ass dog, we don't need a gate
Okay, that's great, oh
Got my own red carpet, call it my driveway
It's where everyone's a ten 'cause you're off your face
You don't need a plan if you Mary Jane
We be flying out, state to state (whoo)
We don't need a plan, just a lawn-chair throne (yeah)
Pass around the stories like the bottle we stole
Bumping sicko wisdom on a rust-red floor
Damn right, yeah we live a good life
We got nowhere to be, but we're right on time
Whole damn block said we're doing just fine (yeah)
9 to 5, straight to paradise
Damn right, yeah we live a good life (whoo)
Front porch famous, barefoot kings
We got Bush-can crowns and a bottle that stings
We side-street legends, got nothing rehearsed
We can run the whole town (yup) from the edge of the curb, yeah
Now we back in the car saying, "Yay-yo"
She want a bump? Baby, say so
Then it's back to the crib, tryna lay low
Now she moving like J-Lo
Got my own red carpet, call it my driveway
It's where everyone's a ten 'cause you're off your face
You don't need a plan if you Mary Jane
We be flying out, state to state, yeah (whoo)
We don't need a plan, just a lawn-chair throne
Pass around those stories like the bottle we stole
Bumping sicko wisdom on a rust-red floor (okay)
Damn right, yeah, we live a good life (okay, okay, okay)
We got nowhere to be, but we're right on time (yeah)
Whole damn block said we're doing just fine (we're good)
9 to 5, straight to paradise (okay)
Damn right, yeah, we live a good life
We're front-porch famous, barefoot kings
We got Bush-can crowns and a bottle that stings (yo, pass me that)
We side-street legends, got nothing rehearsed
We can run the whole town from the edge of the curb, yeah (whoo)
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