Lyrics
Told him that his life is worth more than a big stack
He didn't hear me guess there's something wrong with the dispatch
Cops is listening change your phone real quick fast
Told him he should quit that
He don't really listen he just like me and I get that
Skinny jeans and Timbs stay fly like an aircraft
Earcraft is my focus
And I don't need a chain for you to listen to my notes and
Yeah I crushed some 8 balls
Remember missing sleep for a dropoff
At my day job smelling like a divebar
Told myself I'd never take it that far
But anything goes when you running after goals for yourself
Man don't listen to nobody else
Jesus Christ I been on my wave and I'm surfing for my life
And they testing me
Till the death of me
Jesus Christ I been on my wave and I'm surfing for my life
And they testing me
Till the death of me
I be in my thoughts yeah homie where the licks at
Money money money plagues my thoughts and I want that
Look back at myself and how I got this far
But I still beat myself up cause I still want more
They say the realest shit comes from the heart
Now I know why my songs sound dark
And people want to talk but they can't match my walk
Driddy cause their goals will never ever spark
I been on fire from the start
They just never called it in
So my name pop up they be like who the fuck is him
I step on stage leave your ass entertained
I play with my pain
I pray it won't be heroin in vain
Jesus Christ I been on my wave and I'm surfing for my life
And they testing me
Till the death of me
Jesus Christ I been on my wave and I'm surfing for my life
And they testing me
Till the death of me