Ea$t House - Silver Surfer I Lyrics

Man I'm zone'n like a safety
Can't fake me
Bitch couldn't make me
Pussy couldn't break me
Came in this muf*cka so alone
Eyes low
And I smell like a pound of strong
Keep that i'on need that
I'on need that
Never been the type to run behind the pussy cat
Guess I'm better suited for the grind & this life
Plus I got karma sutra
So I still lay the pipe
Pipes go growl
When I tap on the pedal
Cap'n ass nigga
Couldn't get up in this level
Playground children
Cause you niggas ain't serious
F*ckin up the game
You can put em in the clearance
BroFam poppin boi
What the f*ck you thank
Keep the same the clique
I could neva Eva change
Rather make bands
F*ck a minimum wage
Goddamn
That's a miserable way
She feel me now just like Allstate
Are you in great hands?
Or is it all fake?
Bet you feel me now after that 3rd tape
I done master my craft to make my words shape
Well F*ck thaaat
Bet you feel me like I got a deal
Having meetings where the muf*ckin ballers live
Cop a crib in the hills
I want all that shit
So foreal
Retired life that never gave me shit
Not the reason why I started this
But This another reason why I put my heart in this
It's another season
Keep it comin all year
This life a movie
Like one big premiere
Stay high like them chandeliers
Fake guys
Wit that fake energy don't move me
Like that skinny thigh bitch
Who went & cop'd that new booty
Or that weird ass nigga rockin all the fake jewelry

See me pull up round the corner
Blowin ghost smoke
Silver Surfer
I've been wavy never broke hoe
Blow exotic riding shawty in the Low low
Havin panermera dreams out in SoHo
See me pull up round the corner
Blowin ghost smoke
Silver Surfer
I've been wavy never broke hoe
Blow exotic riding shawty in the Low low
Havin panermera dreams out in SoHo
Never broke hoe

Think I found it where you niggas dropped the ball
Level headed
Grounded
Counting down the days
Can't believe they tried to play us
Now we the wave
Pull up in sumn brainless
Like we flip the page
F*ck ya co sign
Cause I heard you playin favorites
Need my Dolla signs like my birthday belated
That my cake
I eat it too
Like I'm one in a million
Prices go up
Like we jumpin through Ceilings
I ain't talkin bout the drugs
I be talkin bout features
Features on my face
Why I f*ck & I leave her
Then I come back when I feel like it
Send the text bout some sex
Bet she get excited
Beat it like Ike
Then I'm back to my life
Everything tight
Like the pussy & plans
I feel my palm
I had an empty hand
20 somethin
Thinkin I'm the man
Rushin, jumpin off the porch like damn
Hush with what you think
I'm bout to blow
I could link wit any bitch back home
Ea$t is nothin like them other clones
Peep the price
And she's a slice
My pad tonight
I go hard till my after life
Can't fathom
This is damage
Watch me rampage
Weak nigga hit the panic button every day
Im silver surfer in that mustaine
Bend the corner wit some pressure
Then I switch lanes
She gave brain
So insane that I crashed it
Smokin on some gas
Probably won't even pass it
Yes I made Magic
And I put it in the casket
You'on want no static
You'on even fit the status
Practice make perfect
Perky got her on a ladder
She got a fast car but my life even faster
Silver Surfer