Get Deeper

Every day go by I just get weaker
Spark up the latest weed & play my shit all through the speakers
I swear this shit get deeper
Pain running through my veins got me thinking should I leave
Feel like I fein for the weed

It feel like I'm running out a time to succeed
Depression wake me out my sleep I barely can breathe
Think I forgot to tell my momma bout the shit in my dreams
It mean a lot to bless myself when I sneeze
So can you hear me out

My brother told me Kari just preach
Me & the mic inside the booth ain't got my phone or no weed
Swear I regret to put my heart on my sleeve
Taken for granted feel like Ian got nobody but me

But fuck them bitches nigga riding through the trenches wit lil leeke & my fed case
Fire up exotics to inhale em to the damn face
Off white on the Jordan's don't mistake em from the color beige
Rapping for the better but I'm searching for another way

Watch the way they looking when I'm whipping all these bands out
Same lil niggas hating be the first one with they hands out
Grinding by myself watch what I do & take the same route
Turn into a zombie we gone have to blow his brains out

Carrying my family on my back I swear it's hurting
Was it worth it
Pastor tell me I was born wit all these curses
That's for certain
Why tf I can't get recognized for bodying these verses
Pray to god because I didn't take a ride up in em hearses

Turn me up I'm back in demon time
Everything I did throughout my life I had a reason why
Got I call from tk my nigga told me I can't stop this shit
Played with 20 bands I could've went & bought a house wit this

I wonder do I want this lifestyle
Should I end it right now
Trip off the perkys make me bite down
Tell that lil boy pipe down
I like it when the lights out

I say the first thing off my head talking wet wit a different bitch up in a bed
So now they telling me to write now

I'm abusing marijuana go insane
Only thing that can heal me from this pain
My body be aching everytime it rain

I miss my lil brother Jayson shit wouldn't even be the same
& I put that on my gang

But fuck them bitches nigga riding through the trenches wit lil leeke & my fed case
Fire up exotics to inhale em to the damn face
Off white on the Jordan's don't mistake em from the color beige
Rapping for the better but I'm searching for another way

Watch the way they looking when I'm whipping all these bands out
Same lil niggas hating be the first one with they hands out
Grinding by myself watch what I do & take the same route
Turn into a zombie we gone have to blow his brains out



Credits
Writer(s): J'kari Moore
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