Lyrics:
hands where my eyes can see
Yo, everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Forty fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
50, Tweezy, Obie,
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat
Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino
Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo
I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino
She wanna be
and you'll survive.
E.M.P. took out the radio
(And our milk-man didn't call)
Flash blinded by the pretty lights,
Didn't see his bottles fall
Or feel
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
the streets)
You better not call me by name (By name)
Cause that shit still hurts really deep (Really deep)
And I ain't the one to attain (Yeah)
All these people
All the calls
Keep me going on
Know the time my mind is up I (See)
Up I see my path is aligned
I unbind
Time unwind
The past and the present, deep mind
Help me out if you're out of reach
And when I go
Yeah when I go
I sing deep by the shore
And when I go
Yeah then I know
What's left behind their bones
It's all eyes on me
I'm on the blockie yuh
She call me papi yuh
I'm wih da mobby yuh
Do it for Bobby
Back out the gloccie yuh
Pop like by a oxy yuh
You
a n***a five times call it truckload
Clap a n***a five times like I'm cinco
I just spent five bands on a mink coat
Fuck a Latin bitch then I make her deep
I'm haunted by my last dream
I woke up from my night mare
Im pushin pounds of kush
Man I'm high feelin good
Call me the great white, swimming in
Decided to
Call me
I shoot my
Shot Kobe
I move by
My doley
No tiene
Un novi
New cyph
So groovy
What's good ma
You lonely?
I'll pull up
Like always
track meets
We the hit squad for my niggas on Black D
Better bring some cleats if you’re planning a robbery
Trying to get some money and they do it by any
Sunk in the depths deep down will I go
No wreck's too much in the sea lay afloat
No bitch can attest that I ain't so depressed
Pop pills by
the streets)
You better not call me by name (By name)
Cause that shit still hurts really deep (Really deep)
And I ain't the one to attain (Yeah)
All these people
a drive-by
Cyanide pride written right up on the side
We're the mustaches and the cool sunglasses
That the Beatles started wearing when they started doing acid
were here, right by my side
Inside my heart, you're still alive
Within my soul, deep down inside
Can't live this life without you
In this world that we
Keep pilling in the kitchen sink
I'm tired of you cinque me but you keep blinking me
When your energy is weaken me
Shall I put you back into the deep sea
their dada but i want your body all day and your fire
Deep down inside deep down inside
I wan dey by your side dey by your side
Want a girl wey go gimme
Bitch imma devil, in to deep cant call no reverend (uh huh)
And I'm just vibing on it, I'm just vibing, getting high I almost died up on it
Ok this forty
They say love is defined by a feelin' of unconditional loyalty
And that loyalty is defined by what of nigga you is
But sometime people change up
a extra bounce
Hidden gem like we in a Lost and found
That's why we so deep call it underground
See I do what we on cause elevating peons for
Reasons beyond
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