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Neva
ForgetTsu-Surf
I
came
in
that
house
with
blood
on
my
hands
My
mama
just
blink
She
ain't
yell,
she
ain't
scream,
she
ain't
panic
Did
none
of
the
above,
just
took
me
straight
to
the
sink
That
super
kind
response
got
me
kinda
scared
Like
what
the
fuck
could
be
going
through
my
mama
head?
Maybe
she
knew
about
the
box,
that's
my
lined
up
bed
Washing
blood
off
my
hands
Don't
know
if
it's
mines
or
theirs
I
know
she
feel
my
heart
beating,
cause
I
could
hear
it
Whatever
she
got
to
give
I
gotta
wear
it
"What
the
fuck?
How
the
fuck?
Why
the
fuck?"
I
could
hear
it
(I
could
already
hear
it)
But
she
ain't
say
shit
But
she
accepted
my
ways
Or
told
herself
for
the
last
time
I
wouldn't
change
We
was
doing
about
90
with
the
easy
pass
These
highways
assist
you
to
death,
but
that's
the
easy
pass
They
said
follow
your
heart
but
I
don't
love
much
And
bring
the
party
to
me,
I
don't
club
much
Standoffish,
but
fuck
it
stuck
in
my
ways
and
shit
Amazing
trick,
always
turn
a
good
one
to
a
crazy
bitch
I
ain't
stop
rolling
since
the
bud
came
And
I
ain't
had
sleep
since
the
buzz
came
More
money
more
problems,
you
would
probably
think
I
love
pain
It
be
so
much
hate,
damn
I
forgot
when
the
love
came
So
much
shit
to
do
I
need
a
longer
day
Road
to
riches,
sometimes
it
feels
like
we
took
the
longer
way
Friends
seen
a
few
and
made
a
left,
could've
kept
going
straight
Some
pit
stops
for
pussy,
met
some
enemies
along
the
way
I
never
forgot
about
nothing
that
happened
I
just
roll
another
blunt,
I
try
to
push
it
to
the
back
They
asked
me
how
I'm
doing
I
tell
em
cool
Same
old,
same
old
A
lil
this,
a
lil
that
And
if
I
never
make
another
dollar
I
have
a
pocket
full
of
pride
And
if
you
ever
got
a
gun
to
head
Tell
that
mothafucka
look
you
in
your
eyes
A
little
sprite,
a
little
coke
day
(mix)
Went
away,
but
I
did
it
for
my
home
team
(I'm
back)
Them
past
stories,
new
nightmares,
whole
dreams
Grippin'
the
strap,
thinking
lay
em
flat
Bumpin'
old
beans
Apologies
won't
clean
up
my
fuck
ups
The
work,
the
trap,
and
the
niggas
that
we
stuck
up
Mama
talkin',
me
wishin'
mama
shut
the
fuck
up
The
hood
got
hit
soon
as
I
left
I
guess
I
lucked
up
But
pray
for
me
I
still
sin
a
bit
Can't
be
scared
to
lose
if
you
tryna
win
a
bit
We
be
out
of
town
now,
foreign
face,
women,
chicks
Hibachi
spot,
chicken
chop,
Teriyaki
dippin
shit
And
if
I
never
make
another
dollar
I
have
pocket
full
of
pride
And
if
you
ever
got
a
gun
to
your
head
You
tell
that
mothafucka...
I
never
forgot
about
nothing
that
happened
I
just
roll
another
blunt,
I
try
to
push
it
to
the
back
They
asked
me
how
I'm
doing
I
tell
em
cool
Same
old,
same
old
A
lil
this,
a
lil
that
And
if
I
never
make
another
dollar
I
have
a
pocket
full
of
pride
And
if
you
ever
got
a
gun
to
head
Tell
that
mothafucka
look
you
in
your
eyes
1 Intro
2 Land Of Trill
3 Land Of Trill
4 I See, You Buy
5 I See, You Buy
6 Nigga Wit The Sac
7 Phone Skit
8 Bitch I'm Fresh
9 Oh
10 Come Fuck Wit Us
11 You Can Be My Nigga
12 You Can Be My Nigga
13 Phone Skit #2
14 Neva Forget
15 Neva Forget
16 Dem' Boys
17 I'm From The Bay
18 I'm From The Bay
19 Phone Skit #3
20 Outro
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