IN TOO DEEP ft. Stallworth Jones & Rey Morado Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
After months of hard work, you're finally where you want to be
You're deep enough inside so that the boys want to test you
You're the kid on the block, but you gots to earn your stripes, baby
No problems
Show me where the kid at
Don't you worry about him, man. We're gonna roll by his place in the morning
Incogneto
We gon see if we got the right one, baby
I'm gonna stick those tongs in that cat's eye, don't worry, baby
That's what I'm talking about
Black cap. Black cap, right there
Yo, hold up
I want to see the whites in this cat eye
You're holding that gun
Time is running out
We out, we out
What you talking about, dog
Your brain vaporized like ten minutes ago
Your heart's dancing on your tongue
Your life depends on split-second decisions
You better do something and you better do it now
I was a lil bitter
The Biteof alligator, grip hard as I could nigga
I'm rolling the tree, I figure the wood bigger
That's aint you think
I been pushing kill the aux, it got my hooves at brink
Heart and my voice box linkeded
New pack in, yellow and green that shit look like Link
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Cold world, I need skates , i can't slip on rink
I came up outta the red clay , Erik the black, snakes in my scalp, not my circle, I get stoned in the back
Bitch, I'm grown, still growing reach
, giant in stats, In need of fat,
I been starving as a matter of fact
I been benched , don't get me started, might fire they flack
Niggas is trash, hit duck holler, many them quack
I get throwed , sip out bottle, here be the facts
All my shit fye, dis a bring my enemies back
I need everything, billion, gimme a sec
I see change no chameleon, invisible man
Ya can't see me, niggas wonder why , you not him u been Stevie
I Run it , I run it, this nigga really Chris breezy
Couple of blunts and I reach the summit, shit easy
Hungry, been rummanging, u dont kno me quit preaching
Folk say watever these days , Bitch reaching
I done had better of days push it for my people
On my worst days contemplating, doing evil
Niggas wanna block yo blessings, hate when u receive em
Hoe I got a card up my sleeve, plus a rabbit in my hat
This shit finna be a breeze
Just like Marta on the track, u can't push me offa deez
I go nuts in the yo, yo bitch want a couple these
I just wanna cup some d's, til my cup runneth over, I cant stress a couple z's
I got cuatro the clover, prolly couldn't hit the floor, even if I dropped to my knees
Fuck a plot or trapdoor, I'm not getting fleeced, yeah
Niggas creeping on ya block masked up, that's beef
You don't wanna flash back you done tried n ask for peace
Fall inside the madness I might fall into her peach
When the leaves start to fall shit get hot in these streets
Hand me the oowop just two pops he won't get away
Tupac when I catch a case middle finger aimed to ya face
When you got the say so you can get it done without a trace
Do you got the yayo couple blue faces inside the case
Man i'm in too deep the game need me tho
Women jumping to conclusion I will never leap for hoes
Play it cool we not speaking i'm still tryna get even bro
Divide the bread then I feed the kid for the thinkers yo
First Year Being Rich, Last Year Being Broke
Two deep in the coupe, take a guess who street we on
Neighbors never hearing the shots we keep the speakers blowing
Street shit just the word on the block how squares speaking on it?
When Mack's at bat you better back back
Kick it with my libre eating nachos like i'm jack black
Juke em out his jewels n out his new gat
In this von dutch eating fondue with the swiss jack
Allah told me bout that prayer playa you won't get ya bitch back
Praying on my downfall just really get me amped jack
Amplify the paper amount I'll embrace em with daps
Cash!