Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suburbia, artist - Trizz.
Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Suburbia |
House party on the block mayne, everybody ran when the shots rang… |
niggas start fightin when the thots came, guns got drawn on lawn and the cops |
came. |
And this happen in suburbia, niggas wanna bang for name cuz they ain’t |
heard of us. |
the shit is really hurtin us, nobody wanna work wit us. |
It make the city look bad, u niggas ain’t murderers. |
friends killin friends |
over jealousy and money, bitches fuckin' homies other homies likes funny, |
the summer heatin' up u know what happen when it’s sunny so be careful how u |
movin' or get caught up like dummy… run it, I’m all up in pockets if u |
stuntin', pick lock-in doors and take what ever out yo bucket, it’s nothin', |
smokin' out the 85 cutlass seat laid back way back countin' duckets |
Hook |
Ridin' thru suburbia, them inland niggas with it bitch don’t act like u ain’t |
heard of us |
That beef shit ain’t hurtin' us, they really gotta problem? |
tell’em niggas come |
and murder us |
Ain’t nobody servin us, put’em in a hearse take that mark to the church wit us. |
.we just ridin thru suburbia, to live and die in suburbia |
They was always hatin' tryna take my shit, in between classes tryna take my |
bitch… mad cuz I was rappin' and they played my shit, niggas couldn’t hang so |
they hate my gift. |
I’m runnin out of weed let me lace my spliff, |
cross faded nigga had to drank my fifth. |
Stumble out the function tryna take |
my piss, gettin' hounded by some fans tryna take my pics… Every where I go I |
got’em yellin' out inland, niggas was ashamed until that nigga Trizz did it, |
honorable mention, best to ever spit shit, fans got my name tatted tell me I |
ain’t did shit. |
4 tours deep nigga tell me I ain’t did shit, album on the |
shelves now independent business. |
Down for my niggas put whatever over bitches, |
handin' out tickets to who ever tryna get it! |
Hook |
Riding thru suburbia, them inland niggas bitch don’t act like u ain’t heard of |
us |
That beef shit ain’t hurtin us, they really gotta problem tell’em nigga come |
and murder us |
Ain’t nobody servin us, put’em in a hearse take that mark to the church wit us. |
.we just ridin thru suburbia, live and die in suburbia |