Tsu Surf - The Road lyrics

(Verse) This one’s for the road, Not the b**hes, not the drama, Not my tec or the chopper, Not my daughter, not her momma, Just the road. Not my enemies or friends, Not a loss or win Or the hood, even though it’s six times ten. Not the pills, even though they make me feel like everything worth it, I was still pushing up the hill. Not the buzz or the shine, can’t hold this whole f**ing time sh** be fine, you be living before you know what you die Is just for the road. Everything seem to happen so fast, we drive slow Had you appreciate the trip or the destination? sponsored links That’s why we’re in the car, celebrating. Some n******gs talk to you cause they hate Some n******gs straight out of fare, But keep your eyes out your rear view, These objects be closer than they appear. He actually learn more from his father at the distance Then he ever would have learn seeing him every morning in the kitchen A backyard baseball picture, sh**, how ironic. I know that’s about a hundred miles back, But this still the same track, we’re just on a different lap. I relapse, still remember coming home from school, Wasn’t banging, wasn’t strap, man, they told me grandma died, I collapsed, heart got cold, world got black The set got a new homie, I think I got a match. Deffinatelly wasn’t all cause of that, but I gotta say it’s more cause of that. sh** don’t matter, though. Funny how the seasons change, a rag in the road My heart ain’t never heal, I swear I’m feeling better, though. They only see my tats and the scars, where I’ve been They ain’t never hang where I hang. From the number blocks over the north north Up to the south war, sh**, this so nor. Down the next, still catching rack, Book a trail, book is well, this world ain’t got better yet. Stop to think like boy, that man not need his gun Or don’t think and be the last time that man see his son With thoughts like these simply to have Sunday morning is the first momma got me in church I’m missing ses. That was like the last few thousand miles I could paint a whole mirror, you all crowd around. I said that was like the last few thousand miles I could paint a whole mirror, you all crowd around. Not the b**hes, not the drama, Not my tec or the chopper, Not my daughter, not her momma, Just the road. Not my enemies or friends, Not a loss or win, even though it’s six times ten. Not the pills, even though they make me feel like everything worth it, I was still pushing up the hill.