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letra de journals - surf

[intro]
yeah, ha
haha, haha

[chorus]
i’m my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one
nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch
my father told me that he love me, he don’t really say it much
and my gang so f-ckin’ solid, we ain’t ever changing up (yeah)

[verse 1]
i’ma die without this money, f-ck it, i ain’t saving nothin’
need that money coming to me daily, i ain’t chasing nothin’
if they put me on that stand, i promise i ain’t saying nothin’
they gon’ treat me like a hero, promise, i ain’t saving nothin’
i had some people in my life i thought that i could trust (i thought that i could trust)
all i wanted was a bag, i had to run it up (i had to run it up)
they said that i was switching up, i never really did (i never really did)
he said he had some hitters on me, go ‘head, send ’em in (go ‘head, send ’em in)

[verse 2]
would i be wrong if i had went and got all my revenge?
i stopped taking medication, i was running out (uh, yeah)
all the voices in my head, i just be smoking loud (smoking loud)
all the things that they would say, i really wrote it down (i really wrote it down)
i got journals in my room i never open up (open up)
i had stuff i couldn’t keep, i really tore it up (i really tore it up)
all the sh-t that we went through, it really tore me up (it really tore me up)
i stopped thinkin’ ’bout that sh-t, i’m really growing up (i’m really growing up)
you waited ’til i got ahead and started showing up (showing up)
when i saw you on the ‘gram you were showing out (ha, showing out)
i think about you when i can, i hope you know it now (hope you know it now)
i think i understood it better when you broke it down (when you broke it down)
[chorus]
i’m my momma favorite son, everybody favorite one
nana want me off the drugs, she want me to pray a bunch
my father told me that he love me, he don’t really say it much
and my gang so f-ckin’ solid, we ain’t ever changing up (yeah)

[verse 3]
he said that he was finna k!ll me, i ain’t dead yet (oh, i ain’t dead yet)
man, i ain’t fear n0body, i ain’t scared yet (i ain’t scared yet)
man, i ain’t wanna talk, send the bread, yeah (send the bread, yeah)
catch him at the drive-thru and hit his headset (man, his headset)

- surf

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