Luvanell - Surf Lyrics

They sat back and hated on me
They sat back and hated on me
They didn't wanna see me get up and leave
I bin trying to get up out these streets
Scarping up the pot I gotta get green
I got people that depend on me
They listened and waited to see what I do
I made promise that I would improve
I made a payment and that shit went through
Blicky
The Blicky
The blicky
The blicky
You ain't catching me catching me catching me catching me

My static out here real don't play around and get drilled
Cause these haters out here kill
And I ain't got time to write a will
You could catch me out here lurking
This weather out here perfect
Catch a op I'm gone merk him
Send that pussy to the morgue
I'm just killing shit cause I'm bored
I don't got time for a tour
I'm just killing shit cause I'm bored
I don't got time for a tour
Out here wilding on my block by the store
Pull up on me and I'm upping the score
I'm a let that baby beretta roar
And your body gone drop right to the floor
I'm saying my prayers so it's peace to the lord
I want respect or your brains on the floor
F*ck all the bullshit I'll show you the door
F*ck all that bullshit I'll show you the door
I ain't got time to wait for the money
Knowing I could get up and get it today
Aye I put a K in your face
Aye I made a K today
Woah I made A call collect
Woah I gave the bro a check
Woah now I got more respect
Bitch you f*ck with us we pop in the x
Ain't nobody do it like me the best
Bitch you f*ck with us we pop in the x
Ain't nobody do it like me the best
Woah
Woah
Woah
They sat back and hated on me
They didn't wanna see me get up and leave
I bin trying to get up out these streets
Scraping up the pot I gotta get green
I got people that depend on me
They listened and waited to see what I do
I made a promise that I would improve
I made a payment and that shit went through

They know that I'm balling
Know I'm not falling
I gotta touch my some green
These bitches be talking
Niggas be stalking
But they can't see what I see
My vision so clear I'm on mission so I gotta call up my team
My daddy died when I was five
So I gotta find a way up out the streets
I can't let nobody hold me back
So let me know if you gone ride with me
Now ain't no time for chit chat ain't no time for kick back
I pull up right at the trap you run up on me
You gone need a mask
Cause I'm sending hollow tips right at your back
All of my ninna's in red'n black
We gone run in your spot we gone pop all the tags
Got a issue on ya head that's a price
I'm a shoot like it's dice
I swear all these niggas be acting like mice
Yeah yeah
Uh uh uh uhh
Yeah yeah
Uh uh uh uhh

I gotta grind I gotta shine
That money you counting right there is mine
I beat the pot up with the pirex
I showed these niggas how to be the chief
You ain't cooking up you ain't making work
You ain't putting on for your team
They like to see they wanna see
They gotta get get that cash
I'm thanking the lord for helping me chase that bag I'm rocking with the wildest out of the crew
If you could f*ck with me then what would you do
She wanna see me she wanna be me
Yea I know my Pieces hitting but they ain't believe me
Got the sauce now I'm dripping
Sacks Fifth every season
I do what I want
If you don't like it then it's f*ck what you thought You talking shit well this the gang bitch
Same niggas we ain't change shit
Switch up on me I'm a fold you in a day bitch
Have the Mac talking to your waist bitch
Uh
Yeah
You all ready know this that JBE Shit
F*ck what you know this what you herd
Spookie the movement Nineblock the gang
HP the block
F*ck all the ops