Verse 1 Tsu Surf:
This is Poetry
In other words flawetry nigga
Niggas die if they provoking me nigga
I don’t even wanna smoke with these niggas
Give em a pill I hope you choke on it nigga
Just wrote some bull for my niggas
Overworking got my head hurting
Play with bro now he a dead person
Lapping niggas, see my legs working
And told my son “don’t fuck with fed persons”
And told my son “you better not never fuck with no police”
Get that nigga, he still twitching, hit his head again
Bet them niggas will never try to play with my mans again
I just want the money, I ain’t even really got no plans for this
I hate when niggas be talking about some that they can’t bring me in
I used to fuck with stupid bitches, now I got cooler bitches
I just bought some Call of Duty shit, it got a cooler in it
I maneuver shit for stupid niggas, that’s the cooler kid
Imma rap with whoever I want, I don’t care who you with
Nigga I’m tryna put my city on, I see the bigger picture
Cop ass putting everything on the gram, man I don’t get these niggas
Everybody dissing and ain’t nobody die since 2020
Lil niggas must be really out they mind, they think they fucking with me
I can go for seconds man, it’s hours, nigga I can go forever
I advise niggas not to play with my name like bro won’t give you feathers
Niggas fuck with rats to get this cheese, niggas got to do better
Niggas fuck with WHAT? To get the WHAT?
I don’t fuck with these niggas
I can’t be beefing with my city, I really got love for niggas
I just want to ride around and pass out money, guns, and drugs to niggas
Fill out my state the most it’s on my back, bitch I ? these niggas
I open the bank like crack is what?
2 years, the deaths was back to back, 2 funerals
I lost the closest to me, fuck you think I care about losing you
2 2 22, I think that day I lost my soul with you
Like every day I sit here thinking “I just wanna go with you”
Keep a pole, can’t let no pussy nigga send me home to you
Feel like I failed you, know I really could’ve did the most for you
A part of my tears, you know you get me all emotional
I guess that’s what it’s supposed to do, forever I’m gon go for you
This shit came unexpected, like me rapping?
Who would’ve ever thought
Wish I could pull up and see you sipping, sitting, chilling on the porch
Need this money to pay for these lawyers, that’s why I can’t stop rapping for
Got to this money for these lawyers, shit ain’t adding up
This is Poetry
In other words flawetry nigga
Niggas die if they provoking me nigga
I don’t even wanna smoke with these niggas
Give em a pill I hope you choke on it nigga
Just wrote some bull for my niggas
Overworking got my head hurting
Play with bro now he a dead person
Lapping niggas, see my legs working
And told my son “don’t fuck with fed persons”
And told my son “you better not never fuck with no police”
Get that nigga, he still twitching, hit his head again
Bet them niggas will never try to play with my mans again
I just want the money, I ain’t even really got no plans for this
I hate when niggas be talking about some that they can’t bring me in
I used to fuck with stupid bitches, now I got cooler bitches
I just bought some Call of Duty shit, it got a cooler in it
I maneuver shit for stupid niggas, that’s the cooler kid
Imma rap with whoever I want, I don’t care who you with
Nigga I’m tryna put my city on, I see the bigger picture
Cop ass putting everything on the gram, man I don’t get these niggas
Everybody dissing and ain’t nobody die since 2020
Lil niggas must be really out they mind, they think they fucking with me
I can go for seconds man, it’s hours, nigga I can go forever
I advise niggas not to play with my name like bro won’t give you feathers
Niggas fuck with rats to get this cheese, niggas got to do better
Niggas fuck with WHAT? To get the WHAT?
I don’t fuck with these niggas
I can’t be beefing with my city, I really got love for niggas
I just want to ride around and pass out money, guns, and drugs to niggas
Fill out my state the most it’s on my back, bitch I ? these niggas
I open the bank like crack is what?
2 years, the deaths was back to back, 2 funerals
I lost the closest to me, fuck you think I care about losing you
2 2 22, I think that day I lost my soul with you
Like every day I sit here thinking “I just wanna go with you”
Keep a pole, can’t let no pussy nigga send me home to you
Feel like I failed you, know I really could’ve did the most for you
A part of my tears, you know you get me all emotional
I guess that’s what it’s supposed to do, forever I’m gon go for you
This shit came unexpected, like me rapping?
Who would’ve ever thought
Wish I could pull up and see you sipping, sitting, chilling on the porch
Need this money to pay for these lawyers, that’s why I can’t stop rapping for
Got to this money for these lawyers, shit ain’t adding up
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