Surface Lyrics

Tell me who the Captain sharpen the knife

Midnight shit might darken my life

Rolling with the dogs that bark for the night

Weed so bright they the Northern Lights

Pull up strong, I'm the baller type

If it's shots, I'm the caller type

The ones that clap and the ones that boom

Mag just slap and erase that fool

Firing pin coming out that tool

Grind the SIN and the barrel too

Don't drop none, not a hair or too

Forensic shit man, it's scaring you

Not me, do you copy

Chilling with the brothers and the papis

One say flex on the opps, B

Alright then, give me my lapiz

Give me my paper, give me my dough

Run that shit, bro, I'm trying to go

Few more bars and I'm out the door

Run on down to the corner store

Backwoods out, I'm like damn, let's go

Weed too lonely, I'm trying to blow

Out the stress, I been down and vexed

And I only feel peace when around some Vets

Metaphor shit, life's loud I guess

Said a few bars that I still regret

Almost died from the pills and shit

But now, who the fuck is killing it?

Spit on sets if I'm willing it

Sick ass beats, man I'm tilling it

Out of the soil, out of the mud

Out of the hood like that's what's up