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FRM DA JETZ - Surf7
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Surf7 - FRM DA JETZ

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Текст песни: Ayo Geek
I'm in my own lane, this that hustle flow mane
I trapped out the tanks, I pay my tithes, I buy low mane
Heard they bitches top, I grew up with 'em, that's when the toes came
I'm still bustin' bows but hit my line 'cause I got whole things
I promise I won't change and I don't play no games
Swervin' in this Batmobile but I do not know Bane
This bitch say she love me, I hit that bitch with no name
We was all fucked up, we ain't had shit so I rock bro chain
And I won't say no name, I'm gon' make it fall
Freedom boys locked down in that cell tryna smack some out her car
I just gotta make one call, I'm with my bros, they all gon' ball
I been stashin' shit, this shit ain't
New, I was trappin' in them halls
Been that **** since I was young
Had that bitch fuck me in them stalls
And I'm always there for **** but who gon' be there when I fall?
Uh, that's why I go hard 'cause I don't really ask for help
I came in this bitch alone so I'm gon' leave all by myself
Mama askin' me for za, I said hold on 'cause this top shelf
I just served this bitch a dime, shit got her coughin' up for help
.43 Right on my side, come off my hip like it's a belt
Never knew the shit I felt, it's so much pain that I done dealt
I do vintage shit like Phelps, swim with the sharks but by myself
And I'm stackin' so much green, this shit look like I'm eatin' kelp
You did somethin' for me but point it
Out, you did that shit for yourself
If we came in late, dukes bust our
Ass walkin' out that bitch with welps
She done bust my lips in me in school lookin' at me like oh well
Since that day learned not to tell, had to take it 'cause it on myself
Always fightin', grades was bad and they say I cuss like a cell
Uh, damn I'm in a sailor, hit your knees and bust them prayers
Please don't call my phone for savior
Just ask the Lord to come save ya
I don't even know why you trust me, should've knew I was a player
But baby ain't mean to play ya
I just know the game and it broke your
Heart 'cause you thought I was playin'
Uh, **** playin'
**** playin'
Uh, damn I'm in a sailor, hit your knees and bust them prayers
Please don't call my phone for savior
Just ask the Lord to come save ya
I don't even know why you trust me, should've knew I was a player
Ni-**** playin'
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