Tsu Surf - Not Forever lyrics

rate me

Just hoping for the better, still indulged in worst

Got a deal on death and wonder which coming first

Been through some shit, it’s fucked up, it’ll make you wanna curse

When God called, it’s a one way, come here hearse

Dear Father, my homies, we still banging, ripping, tripping

I’m hanging, not bragging, wait, I’m just saying

Don’t do much praying, not bragging again, just saying

Along with surviving comes slaying

We animals, speaking of praying, it’s be strong or become pray

I mean it’s kill or be killed, I’m just saying

You could picture my whole hood when you listen

Can’t pinpoint it but he different

And sometimes I hand with strangers to show I ain’t tripping

I mean it kinda make sense, yeah, it kinda make sense if you listen

If we’d never fell down how we know what’s up?

And even when you know everything you don’t know enough

I start to think like will I make it back home

And my momma start to roam for a minute like we home, believe it

Is it where I pay my bills, where we fuck, I lay my heart, take off my shoes, put my chain

I start to think like will I make it back home

And my momma start to roam for a minute like we home, believe it

Is it where I pay my bills, where we fuck, I lay my heart, take off my shoes, put my chain

Is this a lesson learned, I’m driving pointless, no maps

And nobody point is subjected to sling and poison, no judge

We grind weather selling shit on rap, got homies tryna reach mills like it’s levels to this trap

We hit the gas, don’t pay attention to speed

That fine print line win and I clearly quote as I read you

One want what he want must use what he need

If heaven have a section for real I request to be…

Put it on ‘cause the feds watching, finger up ‘cause they forever hating

And they be swearing that they close but I lap them all twice

That’s the closest type of separation

No more questions, no more answers, no more reasons

Another day, another time, whole change of season

Close the door, hit the light, turn off the phone

Start to think like will I make it back home

I start to think like will I make it back home

And my momma start to roam for a minute like we home, believe it

Is it where I pay my bills, where we fuck, I lay my heart, take off my shoes, put my chain

I start to think like will I make it back home

And my momma start to roam for a minute like we home, believe it

Is it where I pay my bills, where we fuck, I lay my heart, take off my shoes, put my chain