Nana Crib Tsu Surf (Ft. G Herbo & Mozzy)

[Intro: Tsu Surf]
No regrets, no apologies
Make sure you kill me

[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
In and out my nana crib 'cause grandma had a open door
Caught my nigga slippin’, prayed he where he was supposed to go
That .40 smoke
Spirit still floatin' by the corner store
Made the fiend try it, nigga overdosed like comatose
We shoot things
Dirty on the drill, shit was too clean
Runtz pack—crazy, Keon died with his hoop dreams
Used to look up to him, now I gotta look up to him
Sent some opp, the trauma unit need support to hook up to him
Pray, don't need no money for them demons to slide
I seen a preacher cop some coke, I stopped believin’ in God
If you ain't never seen no brain, you shouldn't be in this ride
We why they wanna raise they kids, we gave them reason to hide
(I swear to God)
Where the piranhas swim
Youngest niggas bangin', go and body shit, homi shit
How we treat the trap better than Mommy shit?
.40 had the bad handle, duct tape kinda grip
Lost trial, we just tryna wait to see what time he get