Deeper Meaning Lyrics

See lately I've been on my grind with this microphone

I love my niccas I can't wait until my dawg home

Fucc da opposition we gon slide we bout 4 choppas on us

I got this 9 from cancer city we've been plotting on em

Uhhh bitch imma reaper take eht nicca soul bitch you can keep em

Bitch I want yo head so by the morning you see Jesus

Frontline backing niccas smacking niccas want they neck off

Bitch I'm with my migos set this bitch and then I take off

Gang gang yeah I'm with the gang nicca run up best believe that imma bang

Bang rang hit em in his brain

Nicca wanna be me me and you we not the same

556 and 40 glocks bitch we got big guns

Shoot dis shot and hit his top bitch that's a home run

Niccas want my head bitch come and get me I ain't hiding

Send yo best hitter bet his momma get to crying

Uh fuckin up the 4 got 30 shots everywhere I go

Ain't fucking with no opps they tryna plot so imma let it blow

Shing Shang I fuck with Asian niccas they gon kick it

My Asian boy name ribbie yeah that nicca a for rib cage

See lately I've been on my grind with this microphone

I love my niccas I can't wait until my dawg home

Fucc da opposition we gon slide we bout 4 choppas on us

I got this 9 from cancer city we've been plotting on em

I know that we gon come through washing like some listerin

Them niccas fake they ain't my kind no they ain't kin to me

I put my pain up on this mic like it's gon talk to me

I'm venting everyday you know this mic know every part of me

Gang before the rain bitch it was snowing I was freezing up

No they ain't give me shit I had to make it while I'm tearing up

Fuck da niccas that done seen me starve and ain't give a fuck

But now I got that chedda I can tell em they ain't rich enough