#45 Meters Down

You know when 4 up at da plate
I'm straight homerin' shit you know it really ain't no hit if ain't...

Let me tell You bout some shit some shit that I envisioned
While I gotta full wood sittin' plotting on a million
Really how dis shit been goin nigga be done got a billon
Work ethic of a legend motivation past the ceiling

Couple shooters round a nigga if I got a bad feeling
Ona east like Frank G bitch I'm Buffalo Billin'
Twenty one pound of runts you know a nigga big chillin
Get the lane ina show den its a party in the building

All dat jawsin' through yo teeth a nigga really don't feel it
If the deal hit for mill den we can gone head and seal it
Game changing ass nigga but ain't tryna Johnny Gill it
Shit is hot up out this iron but I ain't hit em wit no skillet

If he bleeding like me den shit you know I can't fear it
Fuck driving riding private wit the gang tryna lear it
Smokin pack up on dat bitch high as fuck tryna steer it
Keep my foot niggas throat that try to act like they don't hear it

I swear I'm ona grind an I put that on my motha doe
Lost some soldiers to these streets that's what I tuck it fo
Down wit me while I was broke an I had nuttin' doe
So I'ma throw dat nickel hoe till Dey free lil bubba doe

I swear I'm ona grinding an I put that on my motha doe
Lost some soldiers to dese streets ah make you tuck doe
Down witchu while yu was broke an yu had nun doe
Thats why I keep four fingers up for dat lil Archie doe

Flyest niggas out the city it's the Deep and that's on me
Had to learn it early wanna live you betta tote heat
Not only do you hold it bet not down play on no beef
Karma it don't sleep an yea these streets bring you more grief

Trauma in these streets too keep me sane gotta blow tree
Stay wit sumn soft shit she always tryna blow me
Always tryna fuck I swear she come around me on E
But I don't give her nuttin' but a mouth full of protein

Niggas really frauds do some winnin' with the home team
Don't trip off what it cost we ain't gone hold it bitch we blow cheese
Livin' like a boss so all this mine ain't no hoe cheese
Whole circle gettin to it no new niggas they be police

Got presence of an army but we ride around here four deep
Lesser niggas more is what dat nigga Jay-Z told me
That money start to flow we ain't gone worry bout who gone eat
Everybody get a plate we eatin' great and that's on me

I swear I'm ona grind an I put that on my motha doe
Lost some soldiers to these streets that's what I tuck it fo
Down wit me while I was broke an I had nun doe
So I'ma throw dat nickel hoe till dey free lil bubba doe

I swear I'm ona grinding an I put that on my motha doe
Lost some soldiers to dese streets ah make you tuck doe
Down witchu while yu was broke an yu had nun doe
Thats why I keep four fingers up for dat lil Archie doe



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Writer(s): Dennis Robinson
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