Surf God - Untold Story Lyrics

Loss my baby to the streets
It left me traumatize
Crazy I still see you when I look into your Mommas eyes
Hope I get to heaven
Lord know the pain
That I got left inside
Illegal lethal weapons get back time
Dawg know he gotta Die
Dawg know he gotta fry
Missed you once but this a 30
It’s gone claim the prize
Rip my baby Allee fuck that
Homicide
He ain’t no shooter
He pulled the trigger
Then he closed his eyes
Pussy ran an hide
He won’t come outside
We gone spin it back to back
Until he slip an slide
Pop his cap then hustle back
We Gone get high off guy
Taking shots like if I hit
She gone come back to life
Damn I miss my wife
High speeds
Shootouts
Cops An robbers
Stakes is getting hotter
Streets cold
Might just lose you soul
If you don’t think smarter
I done lost it all
An still ain’t fall the devil hitting harder
Heart of gold
Once you choose that road
Them gates gone get farther
Catch em lacking
Shells got chain reaction
Brains gones get to splashing
Target practice
Shoulda left em on the scene
Guess god don't ride with bastards
Unc a pastor
So ima rap to him
Then do the damage after
Another chapter
My Life been full of sin
I just been living faster
In That water waste deep
I Done lost my soul
Searching for a better way
Wit' nowhere else to go
Roll the dice
Risk the price
What you riding for
Twist an' turns on the road
Some high some low
You ain’t blowing shit
Never been toe-to-toe
Shooting till the smoke was clear
Chain on dancing
Flashes cracking
Ain’t no thunder here
Talk in code on that jail phone
Don’t let them people hear
Give em smoke in mirrors
That case gone disappear
Behind them walls
How they my opps
If we both sharing tears
The otherside become same
You share the pain y’all feel
Sick this game drove me insane
This shit just cant be real
Can’t explain the deal
I need my Baby still

Loss my baby to the streets
It left me traumatize
Crazy I still see you when I look into your Mommas eyes
Hope I get to heaven
Lord know the pain
That I got left inside
Illegal lethal weapons get back time
Dawg know he gotta Die
Dawg know he gotta fry
Missed you once but this a 30
It’s gone claim the prize
Rip my baby Allee fuck that
Homicide
He ain’t no shooter
He pulled the trigger
Then he closed his eyes
Pussy ran an hide
He won’t come outside
We gone spin it back to back
Until he slip an slide
Pop his cap then hustle back
We Gone get high off guy
Taking shots like if I hit
She gone come back to life
Damn I miss my wife
High speeds
Shootouts
Cops An robbers
Stakes is getting hotter
Streets cold
Might just lose you soul
If you don’t think smarter
I done lost it all
An still ain’t fall the devil hitting harder
Heart of gold
Once you choose that road
Them gates gone get farther
Catch em lacking
Shells got chain reaction
Brains gones get to splashing
Target practice
Shoulda left em on the scene
Guess god don't ride with bastards
Unc a pastor
So ima rap to him
Then do the damage after
Another chapter
My Life been full of sin
I just been living faster
In That water waste deep
I Done lost my soul
Searching for a better way
Wit' nowhere else to go
Roll the dice
Risk the price
What you riding for
Twist an' turns on the road
Some high some low
You ain’t blowing shit
Never been toe-to-toe
Shooting till the smoke was clear
Chain on dancing
Flashes cracking
Ain’t no thunder here
Talk in code on that jail phone
Don’t let them people hear
Give em smoke in mirrors
That case gone disappear
Behind them walls
How they my opps
If we both sharing tears
The otherside become same
You share the pain y’all feel
Sick this game drove me insane
This shit just cant be real
Can’t explain the deal
I need my Baby still