The Surface

Peezy said he look at death like the birth of a baby
It fucked me up to tell the truth
And that's that drives me crazy
To look a nigga in his eyes
And hug his mother
Take his life and act surprised
When you the one that took him from her
Reminiscing on the times when the layalty wasn't showed
No prescription in my lenses
Yet I Still see it tho
It's genuine no matter what we speakin on
Can u relate
That's why they hate
You see me as a different person
Who's to blame for that
You only see me from your perception
Ain't no changing that
I find it real funny because you act like you ain't saying that
You bitin ya collar bro you ain't Kobe we ain't playing that
Too deep inside her drawers
It's really showin you off
I can't fold for no nigga
I can't fold for no bitch
Paper n plastic
I'm good but I'm picking up bad habits
Almost booked was me n ques but he didn't find it
I was doing way too much
Some shit to leave my Grandma crying
Doing shit that just ain't right
My nigga
It so easy to throw yo life
My nigga
You could kill him right now leave em dead in the ground
Can you cope the consequences of taken the case to trial
I don't think so

Hear his mother screaming in the courtroom
Tensions rising
You feeling every second
Realities in the climate
The surface
He's no longer with us
Today's his service
I'm seeing generational vengeance
Without a purpose
Our ancestors wouldn't be happy with how we purging
We sinning just to sin and it's killing are roots
But I could never judge you nigga cause I'm me and your you
(Talk to em dba)

Coming from rags to riches
From fabric to Custom stitching
I've sinned like I'm not a Christian
I'm having a better living
It's never been a better feeling
Hop in that Maserati and glide on you niggas
I seen my father count a Hunnid stacks
From swiping cards to cooking crack
He'd never let me get involved cause I'd be where he at
Not going for it
Niggas really tricking for bitches like she ain't known for it
Pocket full of rubbers and extras wit nun to show for it
Dummy
Broke ass nigga you get a bag wit no chips
You talk about money but I never seen you out the crib
Went to Vegas for a week like fuck it let's go take a trip
Niggas don't even be confident
N how they live
Love to brag on what they do and not the shit they did
You turned ya back on everybody and you played the victim
That karma keep a bounty on you it never diminished
No I don't think so

Hear his mother screaming in the courtroom
Tensions rising
You feeling every second
Realities in the climate
The surface
He's no longer with us
Today's his service
I'm seeing generational vengeance
Without a purpose
Our ancestors wouldn't be happy with how we purging
We sinning just to sin and it's killing are roots
But I could never judge you nigga cause you me and I'm you

Nuff Said Nigga
DBA



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Writer(s): Terrell Griffin
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