Surf

Broke and all I had was my homeboys

Either build or destroy, what you going for?

Just a pawn and a plan tryin' to hold on

When the smoke clear why was the war fought?

Bout time you abandon the folklore

How you rich but your bitch in an old Ford?

How you black sellin' crack for the white man?

How you real, wouldn't kill for your right hand?

On the stand sworn in with ya right hand

It was all goin' good 'til the rave end

Knife scars on ya neck from ya best friend

Now it's talk, leave a tec' on ya nightstand

Leave a nigga dead to the world 'til his life end

You got it, I armed it, you dreamt it, I start it

You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?

You want it, my dearly departed

I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?

More black kids killed from a pill than the FEDs in the projects

In the planned parenthood playin' God with ya mom's check, you ain't even been to prom yet

Sixteen, heard you wanna be a star girl

What he charge for the dream? Getcha ball girl

What's the price for a life in this dark world?

Couple hundred where I come from, how you sleep when the sun down?

I ain't really tryna judge, they be lookin' for somebody you can love

He was lookin' for somebody he could fuck

Took ya body, wouldn't bother with you none

Spoiled rotten in the bottom of the slums

Caught up in the fun

You got it, I armed it, you dreamt it, I start it

You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?

You want it, my dearly departed

I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me for?