Deep End Lyrics

Realest shit a nigga ever told it don't make you real

Cause you dropping bodies and you kill shit

When pussies niggas walking down the street

That know how to peel shit

I'd be damn if I let a pussy nigga think he can kill this

When I was Nick Cannon beating that drum on a field trip

Spin around yo block an we ain't gone stop until

We finish him

Nigga take one of mine then pussy I need ten of them

Handy man Glocks an AR's in the tool kit

Old heads pass the game down that's the blue print

Niggas know I'm sleeping with that thang so don't blow it

Popping on the gram like you tuff I'm gone expose it

Glock 30 busting like a choppah with a kill switch

Nigga stop capping you ain't walk him down an kill shit

Boy we like some rugrats always on some field trips

All this pain I'm rocking man some good is due with interest

From sliding on the opps to spending foreign money

Fucking on a bitch that don't speak no english

All we work in is feelings

She rubbing on my leg I fucked in the back of the Benz

Parked on the beach clear water an white sand

I did my dougie in that pussy now she calling me her man

She don't even know its only a one night stand

Sticking to the plan its my moment

I took a chance couple hours later I counted a huntit bands

Got it by my lonely cant count on none of yo friends

Boy that choppah get to spitting its blowing like a fan

I ain't want no help the deep end Michael Phelps

I did it by my lonely I ain't ask for no help

My dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt

I aint want no help the deep end Michael Phelps

I did it by my lonely I ain't ask for no help

My dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt

My Dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt

Every time I hit the booth I catch a body

Its a snake in side yo crew suicide bombah

That nigga think he real but he aint honest

That nigga think he real but he aint honest

He thought he was swimming with the sharks

But they all piranhas they gone eat ups off yo plate

An try an spend yo dollars I'm just racking up

Mileage on ah private island

I'm just trying to get away to avoid the violence

I'll still kick flip a nigga so don't try me

I ain't going out like Ricky I'll catch a body

Leave you hanging out that window oops

He dropped the shotty

You better play with yo kids you on the verge of kamikaze

I ain't wanna go there but you acting like you tuff

I had to show a nigga I'm gone call him on his bluff

If the shoe was on the other foot you would have gave up

Keep that shit a hunit nigga you couldn't hang with us

I'm the last of a dying breed like my mama planted seeds

An I sprouted a tree she was down on her knees

Asking god please

Lord protect my baby I know he in these streets

I know its fucked up when sit back like these niggas faking

She told me watch you niggas no exaggeration

She believed in my dreams I had a realization

That shit slapped me in my face nigga you gone make

I ain't want no help the deep end Michael Phelps

I did it by my lonely I ain't ask for no help

My dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt

I ain't want no help the deep end Michael Phelps

I did it by my lonely I ain't ask for no help

My dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt

My Dog turned on me that's a hit below the belt