Tsu Surf - Conversations lyrics

rate me

Ft. Joe Budden

(Verse: Tsu Surf)

Constantly accomplishin' all of these new accomplishments

Sometimes I wake up and feel like I ain't really accomplished shit

Honestly it's stressful, thoughts as random as this bitch that I'm next to

I know this conversation probably like pot to kettle

I need yo opinion, I could possibly be trippin'

My conclusions all the same, it be like fuck it or Smith 'n'

I need logic, I got skeletons in my closet

Won't say I'm tryna clean it up, just sort it out

Sharin' wit ya shit that I thought about

Huh, can't stop dreamin' bout

Joe, how I get these demons out?

Voices in my head I need to scream it out

Man I did bad things, I ain't proud and I ain't glad things

They was tryin' to press me, I gave 'em Jordan that's mad rings

Buncha shit, tell me how ya think I should handle it

Or manage it, fuck I wasn't ready fo' this camera shit

And Grandma's sick, god damn man Grandma's sick

Fuck I'm probably ramblin', shit here I go ramblin'

(Verse 2: Joe Budden)

Sumethin' got to give wit it

Ya don't get rid of yo demons, ya learn to live wit it

4/5th in the capsule, painkillers fo' the nights ya get sick wit it

Blind's is ova yo eyes, nigga shit's vivid

Get livid

Shit twisted, it'll happen like a bad disaster

Niggas see ya like a battle rapper

But ya yo own worst enemy so when ya leave SMACK, ya have to have the real battle after

(Verse 3: [Tsu Surf)

Ya right, but I lost three homies in like 4 weeks

Same place I call home, nothin' 'bout Newark sweet

And I don't keep it on me just so I could hold heat

I keep it cause the reaper layin' niggas in these cold streets

If I go, how my daughter gon' eat?

How I'm gon' tell my wife I'm wrong, how my mama gon' sleep?

Sheesh, they say when ya speak it ya bring it in the flesh

A few my niggas next, and I'm feelin' like a nigga next

(Verse 4: Joe Budden)

Nigga stop it

Ya got time on yo side like that Glock is, that paranoia got ya obnoxious

Let me paint an angle, ya ain't lose friends ya gained angels

So befo' bed ya should be saying 'thank u'

And oh, far as yo seed just be there and stay put

I only see mine on my baby mother's Facebook

Ya got a hand in rap and one in the streets

Got to be faithful to one when them two sides meet

(Verse 5: Tsu Surf)

Me and my baby mama tried to work it out again

Same results, was just runnin' her mouth again

Pushed me away, I won't lie I dipped out again

Here I go tryna freshly paint an old house again

Do they always leave wit more than they came wit?

Text ya like they changed, turn around and be the same bitch

Man I need answers Joe, I need answers

(Verse 6: Joe Budden)

Look, get ya some shit to roll, a lil cancer

Get ya a stack of ones, a couple dancers

They'll make ya king fo' the night, or maybe chancellor

She'll think ya still in the hood, standin' on Chancellor

Baby mom's wild wheneva they get to chance to

Useless arguments I neva, been a fan of

That's eighteen years of dealin' wit the banter

Restrainin' order, she'll violate if ya don't ban her

That's payback fo' all the bullshit she think ya hand her

(Verse 7: Tsu Surf)

Okay well, Tylenol bottles full of Xans

Couple 100s, couple bitches now I guess I got plans

Can't let her get the best of me

First she say fuck it now she paragraph textin' me

I'm the reason we like this, well allegedly

Thoughts all scrambled, otha bitches keep eggin' me

Bugging out, fall asleep, creeping turn to breakfast in anotha house

Wild sex wit bitches that barely give they number out

Always start wit a chill

Befo' the sex, befo' the feelings, befo' shit get real

I felt like I ain't need her, felt shit change and started confidin' in Karisha

Swear it was somethin' I ain't mean to do

Then stopped givin' a fuck when I found out she cheated too

Unbelievable, who coulda guessed a nigga stressin' said F it?

Rebounds turned into a new possession, shit is gettin' hectic

(Verse 8: Joe Budden)

New possession, same shot clock

Funny whereva I go, them same thots watch

When in V.I.P. unscrewin', playin' Ciroc top

So she think I'll jump fo' the box, playin' hopscotch

But I can't give ya girl advice

Not when I used to use girls as a vice

Shit sex was a drug, the orgasm was a high on it's own man

Knew they was addicted, they neva got wit the program

Or was it codependency? In reverse, did I need them to depend on me?

Showin' unconditional luv, no contingency

Though I knew it wouldn't last, I pretended to be

My aura neva came off as apprehensive at least

So if ya listenin' please don't take this offensively

It wasn't meant to be, ya took a ride wit the devil

Jekyll and Hyde, no wonder I was hidin' Jekyll

They couldn't take it any longer from me

So it's odd they all moved around the corner from me

Maybe they hopin' we'll run into each otha, that'll ruin ya

Sort of like a car to a deer, that's what y'all are to me, my dear

Do ya sleep betta knowin' that a part of me is near?

But I'm so out of luv ya got to pardon if I care, I swear

The distaste stems from this space

I think the luv is lost, they think it's misplaced

(Verse 9: Tsu Surf)

I think it's like, suddenly every bitch got time

When I'm back home, I be feelin' like LeBron

They say ya made it, I'm just thinkin' in my mind

I ain't made it 'til I made a safe haven fo' my mom

I think I fucked up too many times, don't think she fully understand the whole grind

Wonder if Alana know why daddy go, she can't get Doc mixed up as her daddy, bro

(Verse 10: Joe Budden)

I been there, playin' a role, couldn't take it

They told me ya got to fake it till ya make it

Against my will I tried everythin' to embrace it

And then I transformed into everythin' that I hated

I always picture me spendin' bank in the district

Then I learned ya get famous befo' ya get rich

They'll think ya ballin', ya might have to bounce on

Dudes countin' yo money ya thought that ya could count on

(Verse 11: Tsu Surf)

Called my phone tryna book me fo' a fucking battle, I'm still havin' battles of my own

Some battles I don't feel strong enough to win, even if I did I rarely win them battles wit Patrone

So pessimistic I need to stop it, this shit ain't easy

Alana called me yelling 'Daddy I see ya on T.V.'

Why I be feelin' stuck and shit?

Like this money ain't cuttin' it?

(Verse 12: Joe Budden)

Different stages, different phases

Different animals, different cages

Different charges, that's different cases

Been the same me all along wit different aces

Every month, different cops kill different faces

They indifferent, wish it was happenin' to different races

Different decade, can't tell that they different ages

Same gang, same result, just different places

(Verse 13: Tsu Surf)

I been, tryna separate my wants from my needs

Mom said I'm like my pops, 'that apple don't fall far from that tree'

I couldn't quote her, if he was anythin' like me we would definitely be closer

But she kinda got a point, man I need to roll anotha joint

So much come wit that pop shit, whoeva confronted that pop shit

Deffo wish we was closer, I hate it but I chuck it up

I was in the streets a lost cause, I'd probably fuck it up

I was younger tho, it was just a lesson

He left 'em when he really needed protection

Say he and him, I hate sayin' us

Late nights I was stayin' up, waitin'

Fell asleep thinkin' 'I hate 'em'

Cold hearted cause I got to be, he ain't have to lie to me

Man, why this shit still bother me?

(Verse 14: Joe Budden)

Hold up, we all been fatherless

At 13 I thought mine ain't want to be bothered wit

But life come at ya fast, buckle up or get buckled, there'll be harder hits

Learn to guard yo shit regardless of what is

Far as demons, got to live wit monsters at the crib

I got experience, ya need a nigga holla at the kid

And I'll tell ya how to grow up, betta than myself

Just some lessons nobody knows betta than myself