Off The Deep End (feat. Gio Varchi)

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Darius J

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Out ya line of view
Creeping through the streets
Text me you're alone
I've been doing me
Sections on a Tuesday
Ready for the weekend
I've become accustomed
To what's beyond the deep end
It was all so hectic
Couples voice mails, missed calls, read the message
Latching on the past while I'm drowning out the present
I don't think about my future, it can end at any second
These my thoughts inside the club
Weezy baby in it I ain't kin to showing love
Walking in the party with my middle fingers up
I don't give a f*ck, if you f*ck with me then it's love
What you worried bout
If what's her name was here
To tell the truth I fucked on what's her name and I ain't really care about her then
I couldn't give a single damn bout her now
She let me knock it out the park before I made it to the mound
But see with you we took it slow I had to play it by the round
Niggas here don't know ya name which means you hadn't been around
Simple qualities in women nowadays so profound
You probably thinking damn of how misogynistic this shit sound
What you getting into after this
I've got one to roll, I'm slowed off Actavis
I've had one too many, where's my passiveness
Don't you wanna get active? Body to body
Out ya line of view
Creeping through the streets
Text me you're alone
I've been doing me
Sections on a Tuesday
Ready for the weekend
I've become accustomed
To what's beyond the deep end
Ain't it funny how we're both involved with others
She just told me that she love me but that's only under covers
Times when we were high but on the low was undercover
Should I tell the truth or leave this pussy, which decision tougher (tougher)
Damn, she just hoping that I suffer
When I slip up and decide that I'ma f*ck without a rubber
So that she can have my baby and that I won't have another
If my name is ever known but all I wanted was to f*ck her (f*ck her)
Told her pop another bottle, body of another aspiring supermodel
Lord she drive me crazy when she ride it full throttle
Then she know to top my tower until it begins to topple
I think it's clear you ain't weeping, seeking solace
Tryna figure why we're here, the reason being can't acknowledge
Worry bout what's in the pants, f*ck the shit that's in my pockets
Only reaching for the rubbers in my wallet, f*ck the plastic profit
What you getting into after this
I've got one to roll, I'm slowed off Actavis
I've had one too many, where's my passiveness
Don't you wanna get active? Body to body
Out ya line of view
Creeping through the streets
Text me you're alone
I've been doing me
Sections on a Tuesday
Ready for the weekend
I've become accustomed
To what's beyond the deep end
Faded
How many drinks has he sent my way
Jaded
Room full of vibes yet you round my waist
Say it
Nothing left to hide, who's inside my place
I'm here all alone, you could make it less spacious
Pictures to ya phone, how long I'ma be waiting
Only put this on for a special occasion
Running through the songs you got on the sex playlist
Pussy on.. drift into this oasis
Caught in the wave, crash when I'm wavy
Deep in this life, shit can get crazy

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