Song Lyrics

Walking on the pavement I chip my pride and my teeth on
The girl I grew up with lives a couple houses down
The 8 Bus run the same, dogs howls when the train
Comes like me ex girl and next girl
Used to rock the S curl
Wanted me a Nextel but my momma copped a Razr
That's why I couldn't blame her
Flipping through my past like I used to flip the phone
They kicking out the blacks and all the houses getting clones
Friends used to do pills and only eat at Du's Grill
The food was pretty good but the times was better
These are the only days I missed
Like the first shawty I kissed
I used to have dreams now I dream

I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I've gotta go, go
And once I do they'll finally see the inner me

Everybody wanna be a star, everybody want a nice car
Everybody wanna live great, have a good damn time, never trip with the law
The popo up in PO, dirtier than VO
Bullets from the past act like I'm they fucking hero
Living in LA for the weather, I FaceTime mom when I miss her
I got some homies that'll never leave my home
Well I pull up to the corner, it smell like Miley Cyrus
I told em' I don't smoke, they say "boy, you fucking wildin'"
Innocent and young, reckless and we dumb
Our heart is like our earth and memories the sun

I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I've gotta go, go
And once I do they'll finally see the inner me

Mentality the same from my folks
Momma wanna see me happy, she don't wanna see me broke
I said "red wine, Sauvignon, Rastafar', Babylon"
Our youth will never die if I live it like a prize (hey!)
Who knows who I am, who knows who I are
Most people pretty sketch like a night at Echo Park
That's why I just keep it cool but my time is in a leisure
Every time I'm home I catch emotion like a seizure

I slip and slide through the tides of my youth
What's the age? Too young to worry, too old to dream
What's the age? Imagination to me, tragedy to some
What's the age? I guess we find out when we're older. Touché

I look around and I see nothing in my neighborhood
Not satisfied don't think I'll ever wanna stay for good
Packed up my bags, told mom and dad I've gotta go, go
And once I do they'll finally see the inner me

Oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, ooh, oh yeah, ooh
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Oh yeah-eah-eah-eah
Ohh hmm
Ohh hmm
Turf

Adam Amine Daniel, James Ryan Wuihun Ho

The duration of Turf is 4:26 minutes and seconds.