Lyrics Let That Sink - Surf God
Got
25
to
life
worth
of
rock
in
my
sock
Momma
mad
I'll
risk
the
cops
before
I
go
punch
a
clock
You
gonna
fuck
the
bag
up
Gotta
crawl
before
you
walk
Forever
loyal
to
the
plug
You
Couldn't
pay
me
to
talk
To
much
drip
all
on
my
body
you
couldn't
pay
for
a
drop
Ima
a
Boy
Scout
in
the
trap
so
many
ways
to
make
knots
I'm
not
grinding
for
no
reason
winter
time
ain't
season
Heard
that
boy
committed
treason
let
the
piece
get
to
squeezing
Ima
ball
out
just
like
pezzy
if
the
boys
try
to
sit
me
Watching
kids
turn
to
angels
out
here
battling
demons
Dream
chasing
with
the
white
I'll
move
the
rock
through
the
nations
You
can
make
some
extras
off
it
you
just
gotta
be
patient
Attorney
fees
will
knock
em
down
might
slap
my
wrist
with
probation
How
they
expecting
me
stay
clean
all
this
temptations
I'm
facing
Barely
respected
is
expected
they
see
monkeys
an
cages
Snatched
away
our
freedom
but
they
gave
enough
just
to
taste
it
I
can
run
100
routes
an
never
slip
on
the
pavement
Old
heads
look
at
me
an
see
the
time
that
they
wasted
New
niggas
hear
my
sound
try
to
copy
an
paste
it
1 of
1 but
if
I
have
a
son
he
the
next
to
obtain
it
Simple
life
when
I
was
11
now
things
keep
getting
stranger
OG
taught
me
how
to
cook
it
didn't
speak
of
these
dangers
In
the
streets
these
niggas
rappers
in
a
cell
they
just
singers
Mane
theses
niggas
aint
no
hustlas
instagram
entertainers
I
can
throw
you
in
the
game
make
sure
you
save
that
retainer
How
you
expect
the
ship
to
sail
if
you
keep
being
the
anchor
If
my
nig*as
go
to
war
I
guess
I'm
being
the
tanker
Sent
some
niggas
through
the
back
they
wasn't
watching
for
flankers
Got
25
to
life
worth
of
rock
in
my
sock
Momma
mad
I'll
risk
the
cops
before
I
go
punch
a
clock
You
gonna
fu*k
the
bag
up
Gotta
crawl
before
you
walk
Forever
loyal
to
the
plug
You
Couldn't
pay
me
to
talk
To
much
drip
all
on
my
body
you
couldn't
pay
for
a
drop
Ima
a
Boy
Scout
in
the
trap
so
many
ways
to
make
knots
I'm
not
grinding
for
no
reason
winter
time
ain't
season
Heard
that
boy
committed
treason
let
the
piece
get
to
squeezing
They
say
real
recognize
real
Then
why
the
fuck
these
people
keep
on
hating
on
a
player
still
Said
the
last
weed
it
ain't
hit
for
real
Just
weighed
a
8 of
white
might
forget
I
gotta
switch
the
scales
You
got
the
product
I
can
make
the
sales
Aint
gotta
pay
the
taxes
cause
yo
name
gone
be
ya
money
trail
Many
tried
even
more
had
failed
Life
get
a
little
harder
when
you
taking
off
them
training
wheels
If
I
lost
it
all
today
i
swear
its
Back
to
the
basics
Back
to
kicking
in
these
doors
smacking
faces
with
stainless
Brodie
relaps
off
them
drugs
said
it
helps
him
feel
painless
I'm
just
worried
bout
a
check
don't
really
care
to
be
famous
Swear
These
niggas
out
here
sorry
I
cant
be
pictured
with
em
You
drinking
on
b
cardi
I'm
trynna
do
features
with
her
Won't
catch
me
at
the
parties
cause
I'm
handling
business
Everyday
I'm
on
the
road
I
got
perfect
attendance
Got
25
to
life
worth
of
rock
in
my
sock
Momma
mad
I'll
risk
the
cops
before
I
go
punch
a
clock
You
gonna
fuck
the
bag
up
Gotta
crawl
before
you
walk
Forever
loyal
to
the
plug
You
Couldn't
pay
me
to
talk
To
much
drip
all
on
my
body
you
couldn't
pay
for
a
drop
Ima
a
Boy
Scout
in
the
trap
so
many
ways
to
make
knots
I'm
not
grinding
for
no
reason
winter
time
ain't
season
Heard
that
boy
committed
treason
let
the
piece
get
to
squeezing
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