Surf – TRYING Lyrics
Artist: Surf
Song: TRYING
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, woah-woah
At times I sit and wonder why, who gon’ hold me when I cry?
Who gon’ love me when I’m down? Who gon’ miss me when I die?
Who gon’ see me on that stage? Who’ll be watching me online?
Who gon’ tell me it’s alright? Who see the pain inside my eyes?
Woah, ten years old I was missin’ my mama, now I’m really missin’ my mama
Up my rank, I feel like Shabba, I up my bag, I feel like shopping
Poppin’ these pills, I feel unconscious, why would I lie and say I got it?
Came out the trap, b#tch, I came out the projects, working too hard, I ain’t had a day off yet
I’m fathering n#gg#s, I feel like I’m upset, got a white girl with the
Not playin’ 2K, but I feel like I’m ballin’, I sip D’USSÉ, I feel like falling
I got me a habit, I’m doing narcotics, I want the diamonds to come at me flawless
The voices in my head keep talkin’, I really need me a moment of silence
And if I had a b#tch right on my side, that would be cool
I can’t let nobody in it fill no void ’cause I want you
The way you kick me out your life, you make me wanna kick this too
I had to realize my position, I just had to play the fool
You f#cked me up, I played it cool, I f#cked that bag up, made a move
I keep me a stick, I’m playin’ poof, I fill that b#tch out and change the move
I wanna do what I came to do, my suicide just made the news
At times I sit and wonder why, who gon’ hold me when I cry?
Who gon’ love me when I’m down? Who gon’ miss me when I die?
Who gon’ see me on that stage? Who’ll be watching me online?
Who gon’ tell me it’s alright? Who gon’ recognize I’m tryin’?
Yeah, I’m not going out bad no more, I might put on the Dior today
No talkin’, f#ck that, we on the way, you wanna play, I’m takin’ this place
I wanted to up, no minimum wage, I love my gang, I’m gettin’ this pay
My life a book, I’m flippin’ that page, I’m poppin’ this pill, I’m killin’ this pain
Damn, we gettin’ money, okay, damn, too much money to make
Damn, shawty be all on my range, damn, shawty was out of my brain
Woah, why would I vibe with a tight? Damn, they wanna take what I got
I’m making my clothes, they take what I write, ain’t f#ckin’ no hoes, I’m chasing the guap
I had to hold that L, I took a loss, that sh#t made me a boss
We let off some shells, shoot at his feet, put hoes in the shoes like Crocs
Brand new coupe came with a exhaust, broke-ass n#gg# gon’ stand in his box
Young n#gg# rockin’ this whip, no Fox, young n#gg# raise that
At times I sit and wonder why, who gon’ hold me when I cry?
Who gon’ love me when I’m down? Who gon’ miss me when I die?
Who gon’ see me on that stage? Who’ll be watching me online?
Who gon’ tell me it’s alright? Who gon’ recognize I’m tryin’?
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Release Year: 2011