Kidd Surro - Faze Me (feat. qc4lshit & Inukao) [Radio Edit]

What?
Ayy
Back on this beat and I'm killing it (What)
And you lil n- dissed me for me clout, wasn't feeling it (Ayy)
Our words are like construction (Ah) the way that we drilling em
Gonna catch your boy raging, don't care if the sun is dim
Shout out QC we moving man (Yeah, What)
The way that we move, I don't need me some fans just to tell me I'm cool
Making bangers with QC like a alley-oop
And they are not bout it, they sweet like some fruits
Yeah they gone loose (Yuh), hah, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah 'ight, yeah, huh (Brahh)
Yeah Yeah
Hold on
Uh, uh uh
Yeah yeah (Huh, ayy), huh
Woah woah, woah
Yeah, yeah yeah (I-)

I been with fast talking, since the beginning man (Fast!)
His flow was so trash, that's why we done trimmed it man (Yeah, yeah)
Holy father watch over us, give us forgiveness
But they really need it because they be sinning man, know I'm the illest man
Now and days, don't even know who the trillest man
Lie to your face, just to tell you they in it man
Flexing up on the gram, just 'cause I know I can
Said that he want all the smoke, now he running man
But I ride for the bros, make him do the running man
That's suicide don't you know, we ain't fronting man
If they like to play around, Choppa get to gunning man
Not repping flags like a reff, but I like to see red
And don't you go leaping, listen to what I said
You know (know) sweet just like pie, they a fed
They all put a crack in my heart, now it's shredded (What?)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy?
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me
I got fans and haters, they hate me
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings
(Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings)
Ayy, huh, ayy

I been workin on the album, n- hating
But I could careless what they gotta say (Say)
Wan't war? you can say it to my face (Hah!)
Got bars got money, yall crazy
Staying up till dawn, steady working, n- lazy (Yuh-uh)
Yo lil thot hit up my phone, ain't that crazy?
If it's love or it's hate, it's the same thing (same thing)
R.i.p Triple X, that's a real king (X, X yuh)
I was bored, now I'm here at the mic (Yeah yeah)
Yo raps crazy, lil n- meant sike
Forget the talking if you walking we gon fight
Seen you flopping, boy you never seen the light
Steady moving, I been flying like a kite, uh
Been grinding till dawn to night (Night)
If this life was the sea, I'd be driving the boat
If I see you, you M.I.A, stay out my sight (Yuh-uh)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me
I got fans and haters, they hate me
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings
(Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings)
Ayy, huh, ayy
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy (yeah, ay)
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me
I got fans and haters, they hate me
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings (high in yo ratings)
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Crazy how I get the money and now my exes wanna have my baby (Have my baby)
I'm just living my life at my best and it feels so amazing (Woo woo)
Hop on the track going crazy
If you run up then you catching a fade b
Said you love me, why was you faking?
I fell in love with the money I'm making (Yeah yurr)
Shot him in the head you cannot trace it
I just be cooking that dope I be baking
Said that I love em but I really hate em (What?)
I really hate him, do you really hate him?
I really been on that trap- (that trap-)
F- boy running from me, I shot him in the back (the back)
Said that I was capping but it really happened
(Really happened!)
Remember in class they was all mocking me
Now I got bread, now they all wanna see
I go to school off of the ecstasy
Ex on my phone and why is she texting me?
Idea of me and you is a wannabe
Now I blow up and they turn to a wannabe (Yeah!)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they cant escape me (Do it, do it)
I got fans and haters, they hate me (Uh, It's QC4L)
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings (Brrrt)
Ayy, huh, ayy (Ayy)

Eating these bullets like vegetables (Uh, Uh)
Eating and eating the block getting healthier
With knifes become ninjas, my boy getting stealthier (Steee)
Bloody money on paper, buy guns, we wealthier
Tell her to set em up, if they try to mess with her (Woo, Woo, ayy)
Gun in the backseat, like mud we get messier
Funeral home, his new home, they gon dress him up (Grrt)
Like ese a virgin, we know that he scared to bust (Brrt)
Ese want credit, he wanna get jumped in (Skrrt)
This whip is stolen, seat needed adjustments (Yeah)
Carving his grave, like he dying with pumpkins (Brrt)
They know I'mma killer, but only assumptions
Pop me a pill, its so good, I hallucinate
R.i.p in his bio, lil boy must be new to hate
Keep it tight when we clutch, but I'm holding a looser drac' (No, no)
He scared, he a- (He scared, he a-) lil ese a- (lil ese a-) face

Praying for one day, to see my grandma in the skies
Yeah, I'm one with the force, now you get kicked back
Uh, don't move too fast, that choppa spit facts (Brahh)

I been workin on the album, n- hating
But I could careless what they gotta say
Wan't war? you can say it to my face (Hah!)
Got bars got money, yall crazy
Staying up till dawn, steady working, n- lazy
Yo lil thot hit my phone, ain't that crazy?
If it's love or it's hate, it's the same thing
R.i.p Triple X, that's a real king
Back on this beat and I'm killing it (What)
And you lil n- dissed me for me clout, wasn't feeling it (Ayy)
Our words are like construction (Ah), the way that we drilling em
Gon catch your boy raging, don't care if the sun is dim (What)
Shout out QC we moving man (yeah, What)
The way that we move, I don't need me some fans just to tell me I'm cool
Making bangers with QC like a alley-oop
And they are not bout it, they sweet like some fruits
Yeah they gone loose

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy?
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me
I got fans and haters, they hate me
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings
(Rage rage, ayy ayy)
Ayy, huh, ayy
Once I leveled up, my life been crazy (Crazy, crazy)
Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy? (Crazy, crazy)
None of these (None of these-) who talk, gonna face me
In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece
N- who hating, but they can't escape me
I got fans and haters, they hate me
Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings
(Rage rage, ayy ayy)

Praying for one day, to see my grandma in the skies

Written by:
Cooper Vance, Ian McDermitt, Ja'Rell Tudor

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