Kutting Deep Lyrics

One day you gon' be a shooting star, you better make it

Taking all these risks and one day you gon' have to face it

Know my nigga with the shit, he ridin' with the stainless

And if we catch him lacking, promise that we leaving brainless

Cutting deep, I said that I need you but yeen needing me

So what that mean, I put all of my feelings in this Russian cream

And you the reason I can't go to sleep, so I can't have them dreams

I'm thinking about you through the night, we pulled up in a limousine

All black the tint

My brother with this shit, he got the mac to spit

I went to school with holes up in my clothes, it's hard for me to quit

I gotta win, and what you know about the profit

Yeah, the promise, kid, I said I gotta win

What if I had told you, baby, I've been skipping stones across the stars

Taking all these shrooms and they release me right back up to Mars

If you gone, baby, I want you to know that you ain't never far

Ain't never far, yeah, yeen ain't never far

Back up on this beat again, I'm flowing with this fucking mic

Remember all them days, it felt like I had to go fight for life

And me and KD in the whip, we smoking, trying to talk about it

Pain up in our chest, we living wrong, ain't wanna talk about it

Disconnect all of my feelings, gotta stay on go

Cause I remember all them days where they had left me without a home

And I was hurting from some pain and JohnBoy opened up the door

I told her that I love her, lately my heart been stuck up on froze

Baby, you should listen to me, them bitches, they just some hoes

I don't give a fuck about it, I wanna be your Romeo and die together

Baby, I swear that I think this shit forever, think this shit forever

Baby, stay with me, 223, that semi automatic, gonna get him gone

Smoking pressure while in traffic, nigga, we gon' sing my song

Long time I feel pain up in my chest, they say I'm living wrong

Say I'm living wrong, think I'm living wrong

Cutting deep, I said that I need you, but yeen needing me

So what that mean, I put all of my feelings in this Russian cream

And you the reason I can't go to sleep, so I can't have them dreams

I'm thinking about you through the night, we pulled up in a limousine

All flat, it's him, my brother with the shit, he got the mat to spit

I went to school, a ho's up in my clothes, it's hard for me to quit

I gotta win, and what you know about the profit

Yeah, the promise, kid, I said I gotta win