Amine - Turf lyrics

[Verse 1] Walking on the pavement I check my pride and my teeth on The girl I grew up with lives a couple houses down The A-Bus run the same, dogs [?] in the train Comes like me ex girl and next girl Used to rock the S curl Wanted me a next tail but my momma copped a razor That's why I couldn't blame her Flipping through my past like I used to flip the phone They kicking out the blacks and all the houses getting clones Friends used to do pills and only eat at Deuce Grill The food was pretty good but the times was better These are the only days I missed Like the first shawty I kissed I used to have dreams now I dream [Hook] I look around and I see nothing in my neighbourhood Not satisfied don't think I ever wanna stay for good Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go And once I do they'll finally see the enemy [Verse 2] Everybody wanna be a star, everybody want a nice car Everybody wanna live great, have a good damn time, never trip with the law The popo up in PO, dirtier than VO Police from the past act like I'm they f**ing hero Living in LA for the weather, I facetime mom when I miss her I got some homies that'll never leave my home When I pull up to the corner, it smell like Miley Cyrus I told em' I don't smoke, they say "boy, you f**ing wildin'" Innocent and young, reckless and we dumb Our heart is like our earth and memories the sun [Hook] I look around and I see nothing in my neighbourhood Not satisfied don't think I ever wanna stay for good Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go And once I do they'll finally see the enemy [Verse 3] Mentality the same from my folks Momma wanna see me happy, she don't wanna see me broke I said "bread wine, sauvignon, rastafari, babylon" You can never die if I live it like a prize (hey!) Who knows who I am, who knows who I are Most people pretty sketch like a night at Echo Park That's why I just keep it cool but my time is in a leisure Everytime I'm home I catch emotion like a seizure [Interlude] [?] first night, we f** around, I put my finger in her bootyhole cause you know you gotta test the water with hoes. A-a-and then.. *laughing* I slip and slide through the times in my youth What's the age? Too young to worry, too old to dream What's the age? Imagination to me, tragedy to some What's the age? I guess we'll find out when we're older. Touché [Hook] I look around and I see nothing in my neighbourhood Not satisfied don't think I ever wanna stay for good Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I gotta go, go And once I do they'll finally see the enemy [Outro] Oh Ooh, oh, ooh, oh yeah Ooh, ooh, oh yeah, ooh Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah Oo yeah-eah-eah-eah Ohhhh hmm Ohhhh hmm Hmm Hmm Turf