SURFIN’

Lyrics

[Intro] There ain't no way There ain't no way There ain't no way, baby No way... So you found somebody new Yeah, yeah, yeah And you wanna spare me pain Lemme turn my mic up You wanna spare me, honey Yeah Aye You really gotta go through that pain, bro You gotta push through the pain, that real pain right there That shit gon' make you you [Verse] Aye I been surfin' through the storm Purging through the norm In the fear of unknown Wake up early then I mourn Pour some liquors for the soldiers that we missing in the war On the real, tryna heal, feel it's just another chore Free my niggas in the cage, system didn't show remorse Just yesterday, we was just sitting on the porch I was itching for the torch Wishin' on a star, and a brand new Rolls Royce I ain't tripping on a car 'cause the journey more important Message from the Gods is you gotta stay the course Remember who you are And bitches use to diss you, now they gripping on your arm Started asking what's the difference, the riches or the charm? Who's giving me the cure? I'm so accustomed to the harm Who's really being pure? I couldn't trust you, I was warned I did it off the muscle, on the hustle for the parm I was itching on the palm Read the scripture, this a psalm I was surfin' through the storm Splurging when I wanted Having chicken, bread, carbs and somehow I still was starving I dipped into the dark, for a spark, keep a flicker Spliff gon' hit a lil harsh, when reality the kicker The gift and curse effect, my nationally is nigga What's worse is plenty of us become, casualty of triggers We use to scrap and make up, now the straps make my concealers Them kids who play division one back home disguised as dealers You niggas way too grown to be so mad, inside your feelings The way niggas was shown is to wear mask to hide what's in 'em It ain't no right or wrong, no matter what, my guys, I'm wit 'em While I was on these tracks, they shoot for practice, outside drillin' Set precedent, the polls carried, managed my consensus It's best I make amends, with all that wrecks inside my spirit Was lead here by my flesh, she better rectify my visit A child who felt neglect, just made me sexualize positions I was surfin' through the storm Mercy on my soul Getting lifted in my dorm Driftin, when I roll up Sifting through my phone, tell the bros we got some hoes coming Pick 'em by the bone, leave the kitten with a load It was written way before I was thought of being born Thought the picture would be perfect, but that thought is being torn Let purpose be the price for why the skin that I'm in scarred In the end, what really matters is you finish what you start I been surfin'