Tsu Surf

Tsu Surf - Lawd lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Momma used to leave the porch lights for me

? neva had to cut em off herself

I only dream of theft, and I need fuckin' help

The phone ring, anotha t.h.o.t. call

And then a next call from a black car

Her spit's thirsty, or she tryna get me knocked off

Gold digger, when it can't be flopped, popped off

Wait, why ya lookin', is he a fam? He's prolly beef

It's probly love, it's probly hate, these men probly sleep

He's probly old, probly ain't tough, man, probly sweet

Had the strap, I know they got it cheap

But we got it cheap (-er)

Grandma said shame on me!

Me thinkin' how ya put the blame on me?

Ya know I'm out here with this flame on me

But this protection put some change on me

Them niggas try to bang on me

Wonder what Jesus do after the case

No offense, but you can't wonder with a Mac in yo face

She like molly, she luv weed, she got spectacular taste

Got some homies still stuck out there, trappin' away

Lord! These winters be Nova Scotia, I hold it closer

What you drink? I'll take some Henny and a cold mimosa

Few questions, and I'm guessin' you where I come fo closure

Better we had this talk now, cuz I'm a lil older

Went and said sum' shit that I didn't mean

But I mean you let me see sum' shit that shouldn't let be seen

Betta we talk now, betta we talk now

(Hook)

Lord! Eventually, we'll have this conversation

Fuck it! We'll have it now, I won't lie a bit

I'm high as shit

But I got a minute, nobody around, Lord

Please forgive me for my sins

If I had to, I'd prolly do it again

Shit, I did what I coulda did

You don't respomd when I ask you what you woulda did

(Verse 2)

Chorinus layn that sheet ova that body

Flat trappin' cuz he was prolly trackus

Says momma I'll be back, but he don't know what you know

Or what's in store for him, and you don't plan on wantin' more to tour for him

And that reaper waitin' by the store for him

He just tryna get the traffic out his mother lane

Said he put some joys for a friend to relieve the hunger pain

I relate music that thugs would nothin' relate to it

Muthafucka, ya can't do it!

I'm just tryna help ya see the way thru it

Shit, the tour guide ain't even safe thru it

See niggas hesitatin', get elevated, the place is

The spot is always vacant, out with those who ain't make it

Lost some friends and I hate it

The change to list around, but I ain't make it

Cuz ain't comin' back, I gotta face it

Flashback, rewind, replays it

I saw you left, but you gotta save it

(Hook)

Lord! Eventually, we'll have this conversation

Fuck it! We'll have it now, I won't lie a bit

I'm high as shit

But I got a minute, nobody around, Lord

Please forgive me for my sins

If I had to, I'd prolly do it again

Shit, I did what I coulda did

You don't respomd when I ask you what you woulda did

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