Tampering

(SURF GANG, bitch)

Huh, addicted to haborin' shit

You want the bands, I tried to show you

Don't think your heart in this shit

I got a plan, I'm gettin' closer, this all a part of the script

Hard to get it, the smarter I get

I get bread and they chargin' me less

They couldn't stand, they finna go, shit that I already said

It's embedded, the harmony left

He get dead but I bought me a set

Shit in my hand, I couldn't blow it

I know my mind need a rest

Lesson, I am, I had to show 'em

Told you I'm sorry again (SURF)

Keep the tool, I brought you the bread

If it's fear in your body, repent

I be nearin' your party event, mm

Shit gettin' scanned, I gotta scope it

I gotta party with friends (chill)

Bein' a man, shit ain't stoic as they all can contend

On your feet, get caught in a limb

It was tweakers who taught me the best

I write a stanzas like a poet, put a thought in your head

I got a answer, never choke, I gotta call and collect

I had a temper with the ho, false-, mm, mm, mm