Surrender Songtext
von Tru

Yeah
Ain′t no time for introduction, man
Get to it

I surrender

I surrender

Put my mind to the paper
My mind don't know labor
I′m up late when I'm working
I'm up early for service
They swore I′m destined for greatness

I remember all them broke boys hating
Next time you try to insult me, grab your laser
Maybe I′m just too on the move for you to aim at
Maybe I'm just way too in tune with all my angels
I surrendered my motive, mission
Mantra, and making to the one who made me
High power and holy showers, I show you what rain is
Brother Greg told the forecast


Bring hail, thunder, lightning, and all that
Homies only season, we changing the frequency
These waves ain′t for sale
You snatch, I ship you to sea
No pretending, no cap, I came to find your reference

No cap, I might just leave you headless, uh
Cerebral sentinel, professor excellente
X amount on my head now, x him out like a mente
I surrender the flame within

I've been feeling like Invader Zim
Landed on this planet, took the pen
Redrew my maps, treasure wasn′t the goal

X only led me to sin, pray I never do that again
I repent, pray I never do that again
I repeat, pray I just ride out with my friends
I surrender, these feelings filling me up now
Homies I started off with, getting lost in my dust clouds
Treating my realities like a dream vacation
Stay patient, now my numbers been jumping up now
Balancing the city on my back with this guilt stacking up


Quasimodo with this shit, but my walk still in touch
With this path that I'm on
Some of my friends started doubting me
They question what I′m doing
They don't trust what I'm saying
When I say it on these songs
I ain′t saying that they sleep
I′m just saying they ain't peep how I thought

I′ve been noticing the breeze getting colder when I walk
All my arms standing up
Hair's feeling like it′s ghosts tryna taunt
I surrender, can't battle these forces dolo
Tried for some time and my days turned slow-mo
Feeling hypnotized by these trends and this promo
And this independent market getting harder by the upload

Good friends popping off
Hood friends dropping off

Head still spilling off this

I′m just tryna hang, man, I ain't tryna cause no drama
They judge me for my past like young Obama
But nothing gon' last, so ain′t no harm come
Land of hard knocks, knocking these heart drums
Wreck is the outcome, but this feel like a anthem

So let me throw my hands up, surrender