Fredo Bang - Come Thru lyrics
Fredrick Dewon Thomas Givens II
In the ever-evolving landscape of the music industry, Fredo Bang's latest release, "Come Thru," has become a seismic event, causing ripples of enthusiasm and emotional resonance among fans. The digital realm, specifically social media platforms, has become the stage for a cacophony of reactions that mirror the diversity of Fredo's audience. The song's title itself serves as a call to action, and fans have responded en masse, flooding the comments section with a myriad of emotions, anecdotes, and even some pleas. It's fascinating to witness how a piece of music can transcend its sonic form and become a catalyst for a shared experience among listeners.
[Fredo Bang - Come Thru lyrics]
I lost some old friends I had to tell, "No" (Look like DJ Chose)
The streets they washed up most of these niggas hoes
Can't see be goin' out sad, oh no, no, no
Yeah
When you ain't havin' nothin', watch how they treat you
At my lowest all I had was God, don't ever think I need you
Count up a hundred bands of dirty money, huh, huh (Out the mud, nigga)
Showed you the move and you tried to work it on me, I'm like
I swear to God 'fore I got out, I wanna shoot (Yeah)
Clap rods like it ain't nothin' else to do (Fah-fah)
Keep a stick on me, better have it on you (Yеah)
And if you got the drop, nigga, fuck it, come on through (Sheesh)
Pull up
Nigga, fuck it, come on through
Know wе outside with it (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, fuck it, come on through
We don't give no fucks, play you out of luck, uh
I keep it on my side like my .40 was a crutch
I workin' with a pair, but bitch, I ain't the one
Might pop one in your head talking 'bout a one on one, huh
Never catch me slippin', got it tucked right by my belly
Ask around the city since a lil' one I been steppin'
I stay out people business 'cause that shit be gettin' messy
'Cause soon I flash out, you gotta check it or respect it
I pray to God that my dawg come home
I keep it gun just to make it home
I hope my mom know I love her soul
But you raised a child with a troubled soul
I swear to God 'fore I got out, I wanna shoot (Yeah)
Clap rods like it ain't nothin' else to do (Fah-fah)
Keep a stick on me, better have it on you (Yeah)
And if you got the drop, nigga, fuck it, come on through (Sheesh)
Pull up
Nigga, fuck it, come on through
Know we outside with it (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, fuck it, come on through
I pray to God that my dawg come home
I keep a gun just to mkae it home
I hope my mom know I love her soul
But you raised a child with a troubled soul
About the song Fredo Bang - Come Thru
The geographical diversity of the responses is also noteworthy. From Baton Rouge to Birmingham, from Arkansas to Lincoln, Nebraska, the digital footprint of "Come Thru" spans across states and even reaches international shores, as seen in the comment from a fan in the Dominican Republic. The music becomes a unifying force, weaving a tapestry of shared emotions that transcends borders.
The interaction between fans in the comments is a microcosm of the larger hip-hop community. Debates about the song's impact, comparisons with other artists, and predictions for the year ahead create a vibrant atmosphere of camaraderie and friendly competition.
Fredo's music is not merely a form of entertainment; it's a cultural touchstone that fans use to mark moments in their lives. The raw, unfiltered nature of the comments section serves as a testament to the power of music in forging connections, providing solace, and fostering a sense of belonging.
Song title: Come Thru
Lyrics by Fredo Bang
Produced by DJ Chose, Hardbody B-Eazy
Song release date: January 4, 2024
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