The Tide Songtext
von Hit‐Boy
The Tide Songtext
Tsunami
Surf, yeah, gang
I caught the bus in the cold ′fore I ever touched a icy watch
Stood on my square, now these ns want me stuck in a box
Checking the rear view in the Urus, had to circle the block
Cause when you make it from the bottom they gon' come for your top
Yeah, when you doing you they don′t like that shit
I hold it down for the clique, with the tightest of grip
G-malone CD playing White Lightnin' Sticks
While I twist another grabba and I fire that shit, for real
This make me wanna get some game from OGs, you don't know me
They sleepin′ on me, that′s the main reason I don't sleep The times that we livin in they can get frightening
Imagine seeing Tupac body on IG
How they did PNB, how they did Takeoff
They′ll take a hundred years to prove to ns they ain't soft
Big Hit sittin′ in the hole as I write this
Holdin' the wrist high these days is a high risk
So the only thing I trust is my instincts
I′m squinting through the peephole, n, I been peep
All I gotta do is keep moving intently
And if I go today I live through C3 and this beat
And if I go today I live through C3 and this beat
And if I go today
Vocal cords got insurance, not Superman or invincible
Family we ain't seen in decades say he don't give to you
Good ol′ boy system is still shittin′ per usual
Broadway lights Nas it's ghetto like that′s the musical
Another statement from the kid who made the fade famous
From the bridge swirl sniff sip reds barely Caymus
Her BFF so beautiful, told her I need the two of you
We only getting older one day this shit'll be over
Four seasons in Costa Rica, she pretty as Mona Lisa
Yellin′ at me on a yacht, fuckin' my inner peace up
Quickly forget a diva, and you don′t forget either
They bite the hand that feed em, your man is lowkey competin'
Be somebody you helped that got beside theyself
Movin' like it′s bodies under they belt
Puttin′ problems on you they couldn't juggle theyself
That′s how ya'll give it up? Do anything to feel a rush?
Well go ahead then, live it up
That′s why the only thing I trust is my instinct
Be squinting when you see me, I'm so bright and I been peeped
All I gotta do is keep moving immensely
If I go today I live through Knight and Destiny
Sink or Swim, n
Surf or Drown
I stand above the surface, another purchase
I know my purpose, hoppin′ out in Retro Jordan 1's
Six figure whips, my n, we all in one
I count up a Milly, don't care if it′s all in ones
I take it all in hunnids, anything less, that ain′t gone cut it
Took over the game I'm having my way with it
Fuck is they saying this shit is outrage-e-ous
Ns don′t even get fly as my baby is
This shit is easy I go the craziest
I go insane that should be my alias
I can't explain it
Sit back in amazement
We really made it, tapping my cleats I′m roundin' the bases
Stuck to the basics
They be two faced it
Hit is more loyal than some of these dudes I used to do tapes with
They gotta face it
Where do I start?
They gotta set me apart
Y′all make music I make art, it's straight from the heart
It's straight from the soul, I′m making it known
They getting exposed
I live by the code, they subject to fold
I get to the O′s, O's, O′s
Surf or Drown
I stand above the surface, another purchase
I know my purpose, hoppin' out in Retro Jordan 1′s
Six figure whips, my n, we all in one
I count up a Milly, don't care if it′s all in ones
Surf, yeah, gang
I caught the bus in the cold ′fore I ever touched a icy watch
Stood on my square, now these ns want me stuck in a box
Checking the rear view in the Urus, had to circle the block
Cause when you make it from the bottom they gon' come for your top
Yeah, when you doing you they don′t like that shit
I hold it down for the clique, with the tightest of grip
G-malone CD playing White Lightnin' Sticks
While I twist another grabba and I fire that shit, for real
This make me wanna get some game from OGs, you don't know me
They sleepin′ on me, that′s the main reason I don't sleep The times that we livin in they can get frightening
Imagine seeing Tupac body on IG
How they did PNB, how they did Takeoff
They′ll take a hundred years to prove to ns they ain't soft
Big Hit sittin′ in the hole as I write this
Holdin' the wrist high these days is a high risk
So the only thing I trust is my instincts
I′m squinting through the peephole, n, I been peep
All I gotta do is keep moving intently
And if I go today I live through C3 and this beat
And if I go today I live through C3 and this beat
And if I go today
Vocal cords got insurance, not Superman or invincible
Family we ain't seen in decades say he don't give to you
Good ol′ boy system is still shittin′ per usual
Broadway lights Nas it's ghetto like that′s the musical
Another statement from the kid who made the fade famous
From the bridge swirl sniff sip reds barely Caymus
Her BFF so beautiful, told her I need the two of you
We only getting older one day this shit'll be over
Four seasons in Costa Rica, she pretty as Mona Lisa
Yellin′ at me on a yacht, fuckin' my inner peace up
Quickly forget a diva, and you don′t forget either
They bite the hand that feed em, your man is lowkey competin'
Be somebody you helped that got beside theyself
Movin' like it′s bodies under they belt
Puttin′ problems on you they couldn't juggle theyself
That′s how ya'll give it up? Do anything to feel a rush?
Well go ahead then, live it up
That′s why the only thing I trust is my instinct
Be squinting when you see me, I'm so bright and I been peeped
All I gotta do is keep moving immensely
If I go today I live through Knight and Destiny
Sink or Swim, n
Surf or Drown
I stand above the surface, another purchase
I know my purpose, hoppin′ out in Retro Jordan 1's
Six figure whips, my n, we all in one
I count up a Milly, don't care if it′s all in ones
I take it all in hunnids, anything less, that ain′t gone cut it
Took over the game I'm having my way with it
Fuck is they saying this shit is outrage-e-ous
Ns don′t even get fly as my baby is
This shit is easy I go the craziest
I go insane that should be my alias
I can't explain it
Sit back in amazement
We really made it, tapping my cleats I′m roundin' the bases
Stuck to the basics
They be two faced it
Hit is more loyal than some of these dudes I used to do tapes with
They gotta face it
Where do I start?
They gotta set me apart
Y′all make music I make art, it's straight from the heart
It's straight from the soul, I′m making it known
They getting exposed
I live by the code, they subject to fold
I get to the O′s, O's, O′s
Surf or Drown
I stand above the surface, another purchase
I know my purpose, hoppin' out in Retro Jordan 1′s
Six figure whips, my n, we all in one
I count up a Milly, don't care if it′s all in ones
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Chauncey Alexander Hollis Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com