Deep Lyrics

(It's deep as hell in here)

(We got hella niggas in the section)

(Making bitches rake money off the floor)

Whole lotta smoke and we in this bitch deep

That lil dumb bitch gone get fucked if she keep looking at me

Nigga you know we got some tree

We got everything you need

And you know we put it on, yeah, we all looking so flee

A nigga get popped he think it's sweet

Racks in my pocket she grabbin on my heat

Know I'm taxin for a feat

Need my pape, I Remember I used to fathom about a three

Man these niggas weak

Man these niggas sweet, like the one you get on yo teeth

We get to sliding its duck duck geese

And all I seen was murder

I used to pray for the better

Lord knows that I'll never settle

I thank God, I sorta made it out, cause I came from the ghetto

For all of that shit I been through, need a Purple Hearted medal

Boy it was harder than ever

Your first memory was with yo family, yeah, you was with yo mother

Growing up it was a struggle, swear all we had was each other

Felt like we would always suffer

Then I got to some pape and my life had started to buffer

I'm just tryna put a 100k in each them chrome heart duffle

Bitches don't wanna fuck with my mood, yeah she say that I'm too stuck up

Let a nigga play me wrong, then you know that ima buck up

Don't get uneasy for JPack, yeah, you knowin, that's it's one up

Whole lotta smoke and we in this bitch deep

That lil dumb bitch gone get fucked if she keep looking at me

Nigga you know we got some tree

We got everything you need

And you know we put it on, yeah, we all looking so flee

A nigga get popped he think it's sweet

Racks in my pocket she grabbin on my heat

Know I'm taxin for a feat

Need my pape, I Remember I used to fathom about a three

When that stick get to hittin I dare you not to duck

And he on e right now but we gone go and fill em up

Got oss I was hard headed I did not give one fuck

23 Compact but the k big, like Giannis off the bucks

We throwin money in here making bitches rake it up

Bitch you tweaken asking me for a 30 dollar front

Gotta take yo lip gloss off rn, bitch you better not hit my blunt

And you know that saying, yeah when it's up, then it's stuck

Whole lotta smoke and we in this bitch deep

That lil dumb bitch gone get fucked if she keep looking at me

Nigga you know we got some tree

We got everything you need

And you know we put it on, yeah, we all looking so flee

A nigga get popped he think it's sweet

Racks in my pocket she grabbin on my heat

Know I'm taxin for a feat,

Need my pape, I Remember I used to fathom about a three

(All I seen was murder)

(I used to pray for the better)

(I came from the ghetto)

(I need a Purple Hearted medal)

(I need a Purple Hearted medal)