Deep End Lyrics

I need some money

I need some bread

I gotta stay on my defense

Cause a nigga that come up from nothing

Gone turn into something and get out the Deep End

My pocket was empty

Feeling my sympathy

I see the difference that bitches aint feeling me

Draining my energy

Instead of healing my initiy

See I keep it real with my niggas

Cause they held it down when i aint have a penny g

With a dumb nigga and caught my first felon

Tryna go by wtf that was nigga was telling me

My nigga he told me dont go

But thats how it is when you young and you bold

Especially acting like that shit was real that i toted

Committed a robbery wont even old enough to go vote

Mindset was low

Use to wild out cause my ma would say no

But thats how it is when yo father is gone

So you gotta boss up and sit on the throne

I need some money

I need some bread

So ima keep rapping instead

Im up getting to it the house did not come with a bed

I live out the studio, i gotta get shit out my head

Exotic bitches, exotic whips, exotic weed, no twigs

What i be thinking bout when i done making my hits

Im Achilles these niggas call me Brad Pit

Now i see why i made enemies and i see why they have fits

Because i held to my faith while them niggas slip

Still broke a bitch but manage to flip

Now that is what some call a coexist

Im not finna stop until we get rich

Or that 57 Richard Mille on my wrist

I need some money

I need some bread

I gotta stay on my defense

Cause a nigga that come up from nothing

Gone turn into something and get out the Deep End