[Intro]
SURF GANG, bitch
[Verse]
Huh, addicted to haborin' shit
You want the bands, I tried to show you
Don't think your heart in this shit
I got a plan, I'm gettin' closer, this all a part of the script
Hard to get it, the smarter I get
I get bread and they chargin' me less
They couldn't stand, they finna go, shit that I already said
It's embedded, the harmony left
Peak of death, but I bought me a set
Shit in my hand, I couldn't blow it
I know my mind need a rest
Lesson, I am, I had to show 'em
Told you I'm sorry again (SURF)
Keep the tool, I brought you the bread
If it's fear in your body, repent
I be nearin' your party event, mm
Shit gettin' scannеd, I gotta scope it
I gotta party with friends (Chill)
Bein' a man, shit ain't stoic as thеy all can contend
I got a fear of gettin' caught in the wind
It was tweakers who taught me the best
I write a stanzas like a poet, put a thought in your head
I got to answer, never choke, I gotta call and collect
I had to tamper with the ho, false— mm, mm, mm
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