Mozzy, Tsu Surf - Who Woulda Thought lyrics
Mozzy [Timothy Patterson] Oak Park, Sacramento, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Mozzy, Tsu Surf - Who Woulda Thought lyrics]
I know it be feeling like the
Walls be closing in and shit, it be ight tho
Raised by the block, some won't make it out
Get a shot, make it count
Rough times, something to pray about
And he never found faith
Was slinging them pound cakes
We lacking a father figure
Your daddy be down state
Moving on the missions while your moms sleep
Why the fuck don't time sleep?
You can lose your life over this concrete
The dream of the better sentence
It rarely be getting sunny
They love when you doing bad
They change when you getting money
Your homie ain't coming back
They caught him, he wasn’t strapped
This life, it be moving fast
They love you then love 'em back
They hate you then love 'em still
Somebody mixed pain with pills
Everybody wanna play
Nobody wanna pay the bills
Lil niggas gun and drill
Wonder how his mother feel
Get that phone call
Gotta see if it's her son for real
Out of jurisdiction, If you see 'em
Then they gone come to kill
Wintertime, cops got it feeling
Like the summer still they'll suck you dry
Bare leach if you let 'em be
Don't wait for a case to see your dog
Ain't your pedigree
Only nigga I been pressed to
Meet is a better me
Park 'em when I see 'em, life for good
He'll get hell of sleep
Stash box, stuff it with the blue notes
Extended the new pole
Them questions came, but we was mute though
The land of the cold hearted
He want him a bussdown close ones distant
Shit be like who to trust now
Walls be closing in and shit, it be ight tho
Raised by the block, some won't make it out
Get a shot, make it count
Rough times, something to pray about
And he never found faith
Was slinging them pound cakes
We lacking a father figure
Your daddy be down state
Moving on the missions while your moms sleep
Why the fuck don't time sleep?
You can lose your life over this concrete
The dream of the better sentence
It rarely be getting sunny
They love when you doing bad
They change when you getting money
Your homie ain't coming back
They caught him, he wasn’t strapped
This life, it be moving fast
They love you then love 'em back
They hate you then love 'em still
Somebody mixed pain with pills
Everybody wanna play
Nobody wanna pay the bills
Lil niggas gun and drill
Wonder how his mother feel
Get that phone call
Gotta see if it's her son for real
Out of jurisdiction, If you see 'em
Then they gone come to kill
Wintertime, cops got it feeling
Like the summer still they'll suck you dry
Bare leach if you let 'em be
Don't wait for a case to see your dog
Ain't your pedigree
Only nigga I been pressed to
Meet is a better me
Park 'em when I see 'em, life for good
He'll get hell of sleep
Stash box, stuff it with the blue notes
Extended the new pole
Them questions came, but we was mute though
The land of the cold hearted
He want him a bussdown close ones distant
Shit be like who to trust now