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