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Soul - Tsu Surf Lyrics


That's what they gon' do, man, they gon' talk

Just act like they slidin', they ain't slidin', I promise

That's cap

Gang, uh



It's about that paper, flip

Hard by the somersault

Ask me how I get this way, feel like it's my mother fault

Heart a little cold, apologize how I come across

Niggas change every day, miss me with that brother talk

If you ain't got me like I got you, don't tell me you got me

If we ain't smokin' on the finest, don't tell me it's broccoli

From, like, the coldest climate, cloth cut, perfect linin'

All my hitters dumb as hell, all my bitches open minded

Ask me was a scared to die, I ain't really show it yet

Uber Eat the beef, we gotta speak, we at his doorstep

Couldn't leave the stoop, bought the trap to the porch step

Gang nights got me with post trauma like a war vet

Tell the plug trust me with it

Pray this shit turn out

Candles where the body was, and them shits burned out

Funny world, kinda strange

Everybody holler "gang"

Ho ask questions, when it's time to go, it's time to bang

Light the whole city up, block like the Time Square

It get cold where we at, .40s in the Moncler

Leave the pack, show the pack

Man made grown calls

Lil' homie rollin' 'round, waitin' on that phone call

Lawyer spanked another case, nigga doin' good now

Text some Windex, they know to spray that whole hood down

Another day, another dollar, another opp a problem

Grey got hit, I tried to mop the lil' nigga who shot him

Roll the Backwoods, I been in my duffel

One minute they hate you, next minute they say they love you

Still try to ride through the south

Still know the weakest link be the mouth

Soul lyrics !!!