504AM

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Tsu Surf - Rap

504AM

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[Intro] Uh [Verse] Honestly, I been tryna pray, wonder if He heard me Lately I been addicted to whip expensive shit in Jersey Pretty bitches that's curvy and summer ball like I'm Birdie All this money been dirty, I spend it all in these thirties I think the feds casin' 3 a.m., I'm up countin' dead faces Plenty times they snatched me, never folded or said nathan Caught the body, still see dead faces, over green, I paint some red faces Little bitch that I ain't never hit said there's some head waitin' Cool shit, choppers come in bags that carry pool sticks Smooth shit, one button change gears, this ain't your dude's shit Curve some new shit, just some-somethin', not gon' do shit For shorty that used to curve me I used to go to school with Figured it out, you loyal, put these bricks in your house Feel like I made it with my dick in her mouth If you don't put in, what you think comin' out? If you don't put in, what you think comin' out? If you don't put in, what you think comin'— Hate when these niggas hate, I share my dinner plate, make sure my niggas ate They hit his face, I heard they comin' back, can't let 'em penetrate A bigger bank and pounds of exotic make Mikey spin a dame Only keep what I'm cool with losin', the rest be in the safe It isn't safe, found your whereabouts, you need to switch your plates Little brody hit the biggest opp, we had to give him rank Know somebody fresh off board 12, hope he livin' straight Cleared the messy head, messy, yeah, I need a bigger space I been to the crossroads, crazy, I done lost bros I done loved the wrong bitch, probably why my heart cold Grew up in the gangland, episode of Narcos Rode in the name of the gang, tatted all my lost souls Learned from my daddy, just make it happen, been patient Been tryin' to stack it and stay away from the static 'cause I ain't tryna go backwards I made it happen, if so ever I might be in traffic In a problem in my Range I gotta whack it 'less we have to slide Lana count on me to make it back inside Know they hate a nigga, everybody still act surprised Call a jeweler, think I'm ready for my Patek sized, nigga, laugh and drive Friends snakin' in that grass, how it give me bad vibes? Pretty face, a cold soul, know that she don't mean shit She been starin' at the view for hours, she ain't seen shit Think that I don't know she the type of girl I can't be seen with? Legal or illegal, it's worth it if it's a clean flip Old soul, new car, new money, new scars You won't kill for me, a liability, you are Ride for me so I'm dyin' for you if you slide for me Mandatory so I'm dyin' for you if you slide for me

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  • Tsu Surf