Tsu Surf - Answers (2:00 AM) lyrics

Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies
Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies

She called me out the blue
She must've sensed it she start prayin'
"Dear Father" her first sentence
Nose start flarin' up, eyes start tearin' up
I don't pray to God, I pray to her
I know she there and stuff
How she know my heart hurt? How
She know I can't sleep?
She don't know I'm married
Still engaged to these damn streets
If you can swim, fuck a bridge
Sometime burn it down
Did some people wrong that I shouldn't
But I'm learnin' now hope she never hear it
I would hate to have to hurt her now
I went to put in work and heard her voice
But I ain't turn around
Don't worry, Grandma
'cause the guys is with me
Last charge, no co-de, only God was with me
I'm paranoid: old bodies, still hear voices
My back against the wall
A nigga made choices them or me, them or me
Ain't easy as it sound
Keep your chin up, Timbs down
Keep the strap around kush clouds, thinkin'
"Where I went wrong at?"
"Am I where I'm supposed to be?
Is this where I belong at?"
Got some homies still livin'
In the feds still
Game feel like a poker table
Trap feel like a treadmill cuz got hit up
Tell me stories how the lead feel
And when he go to sleep he still
Hear it in his head still
Ibuprofen, still in pain and shit
His body hurt when it rain and shit
Learned a lesson through him
Seein' tubes connected to him
Waitin' to catch the nigga who did it
Then get the message to him

Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies
Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies

A couple niggas made it
A couple niggas didn't in quicksand
Try and get it how my niggas livin'
Shit, I don't trust a soul
That's how you gotta be and shoot first
There's no regrets and no apologies
I've seen major pains, late night laser games
Trapped through that drought
I had to get it, niggas prayed for rain
I made nothin' somethin', a little a lot
I went to sleep hungry, mice riddled the pots
I don't got answers, I can't tell you lies
Saw flowers on them corners
We was slingin' pies
And you never feel it 'til your mans go
Momma found it in the crib
I had to get a bando
Wax home now off a eight piece
We 'bout to turn up, shit
He should hate sleep
Candy yams in that kitchen, I can make sweets
Pack finished, four days, that's a late week

Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies
Well, I don't have the answers
So I won't tell you lies