Tsu Surf - Stuck lyrics

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Tsu Surf - Stuck lyrics

[Verse 1: Tsu-Surf] Mom's still tripping, Pops won't listen War still wanted baby, Mom's still b**hing Middle of the field, on the mouth still pitching Dominic Dogs in the kitchen, the raw still flipping Fresh pair of Timbs, new pair of shoes Rules ain't a (?), got the swag on cruise Street still calling and, yeah I still answer The hood still wearing on my body, it's a cancer [Break] [Verse 2: Tsu-Surf] Bloods still popping and, Crips still cracking and Cops wanna do me but, sh** still happening Every other day another robbery, another hommy That first number still 34 body I was eight when I saw my first shotty Mommy raised, so it's happy Fathers Day to my Mommy The good die young, then I'm prolly gone live long My Grandma prayed like I never did sh** wrong And just knowing that, rubbed me the wrong way But I'm a witness that, prayer go a long way I see long days, I had worse dreams Broad day a n***a got flipped I was 13 Now should I run or cry right there He was my age, my God I let him die right there I don't understand the physics to this life sh** Set my gun down and pick up something to write with See it's the small stuff, sh** can get crazy Skeletons in my closet, hope the families forgave me I don't glorify nothing that 'am talking 'bout I just talk about what n***as won't talk about See I'm looking for a change like Barack Yeah my president is Black but, so is my guap, llay the block And try to stay away from the box The ones covered with (?), ones with the lock Money power respect, learned that from the Lox Every man for himself learned that from my pops Keep your, enemies close, stay away from the cops Press your bust pipes, even your friends'll pop You know a real n***a never gon' sell on you (?) you 50 years, a frog don' tell on you If you my cuz, no problem taking a shell for you Might sound crazy, but I'll squat down and hail for you But I could give a f** about retaliation Just watch my seed give flowers at her graduation You tell her Daddy good, but tell her Daddy gone Make sure my Momma straight, carry on Anybody should have your back, your man should I feel stuck, I'm like a motor in this damn hood

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