Deep End

You ain't never felt that pain, you ain't never been in the deep end

Where you fighting against the water feel like you sinking

When you lost a few niggas feel like the last one standing

Thuggin thru the rain, all of these demons I'm handling

Grown bitch put bags in her attic

Mama mad I brought bags thru her basement

After that money I'm smashing n racing, I cannot ever be basic

And we bout that static of course, we all move on one accord

Ever since I lost my niggas I only put trust in my niggas

I really don't fuck with no niggas

I been tryna cut out the middle man