Deep Down

Driving through the night again, wouldn't tell you anything

Better keep out my brain, depressions cutting in my veins

I could tell you what would happen if I stopped this shit

Eating me all up inside, I´m gonna pop these pills

Yea baby keep me up before I´m dropping it

I have to suffer from this busi before I´m making mills

I got all this pressure in my head, ninety-nine problems but instead

Of fixing it I´m sipping on that red, can´t find no better words that I can say

Head up, wipe down, tears could fill a grey cloud

Full cup, won´t stop, till I puke that shit out

Shawty trust me if I wanna do this I go knockout