Deep End (feat. Savy Soul)

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The Law

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She like my Feng Shui
I wasn't born today
I'm worried 'bout gettin' paid
You worried 'bout gettin' laid
I blow a bag today
She snort a pound of ye
I pray for better days
I wore the same clothes three days straight
I used to take hoes out on dates
When I'm feelin' low I say I'm great
I need a bitch that got more to her than just her face
I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
There ain't a lot of people that I talk to
Bitch I just walk with the drip that's what that sauce do
I told that hater goodbye I told 'em f*ck you
It's my brothers that I'm stuck to
In my feelings thinkin' clearly is what them drugs do
No I do not know if I can cuff you
No I cannot say that I love you
She gonna roll up the trees and pass it to me it's not for the gram
Money get stuck to my jeans I get it all cleaned I'm up when I land
Ya'll niggas jackin' my steez ya'll aim at my gee ya'll know who I am
They wanna call me a king it's not up to me to keep it a gram
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees
We had to run up the streams
These niggas be following me
I'm in my bag you see
This is play money to me
They cannot rap with me
It was all cap you peeped
Nigga I'm stackin' cheese
Blowin' up gradually
It what it had to be
You gotta have the keys
Back then it was bafflin'
Now she throw it back for me
I f*ck on her actually
She know I got the pack on me
My new bitch to bad for me
She on Billboard that magazines
And I never really answer her but nigga she sent for me
That knowledge is bliss for me
Homie that's pimp you see
Yeah you on that simp shit I f*ck on her rich beef
I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
I ain't got nun' these bitches I can talk to
And it's good for me 'cause all them bitches gon' fall thru
And the money on me and that's what I talk to
And I see all ya'll niggas out there tweetin'
But your song gotta be hotter for the weekend
That's why these bitches out here fuckin' drinkin'
To my song hittin hookah yeah they thinkin'
She gonna roll up the trees and pass it to me it's not for the gram
Money get stuck to my jeans I get it all cleaned I'm up when I land
Ya'll niggas jackin' my steez ya'll aim at my gee ya'll know who I am
They wanna call me a king it's not up to me to keep it a gram
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees
We had to run up the streams
These niggas be following me
I'm in my bag you see
This is play money to me
They cannot rap with me
It was all cap you peeped
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees
We had to run up the streams
These niggas be following me
I'm in my bag you see
This is play money to me
They cannot rap with me
It was all cap you peeped
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees
We had to run up the streams
These niggas be following me
I had to bring up the speed
Deep End 300 degrees

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