Deep Thinking
Deep Thinking we ain't balling
For the moment
Hustle all throughout the season
Granny died she was with us
It's fucked up
Seen her stop breathing
Everybody using you watch out The closest to you leaching
If I tell you I love you
Ain't got to question if I mean it
I thought I died in a Tesla
I wasn't dreaming
Blessed for breathing
I ain't wanna fuck your bitch
I make your bitch suck my semen
Only thing that I trust
Is this drac when I'm sleeping
I can't have no nigga creeping
Make a nigga meet the reaper
Nigga mad cause his bitch
Bump our shit
Through his speakers
Twelve hundred on my kicks
That's a couple niggas leases
I ain't fucking with nobody
You ain't gang fuck your feature
Nigga's broke we gone ball
While they watching
In the bleachers
We gone ball
Rip my people in the sky
Y'all the reason
I'm still getting high
We gone ball
Rip my people in the sky
Y'all the reason
I'm still getting high
Deep thinking
Everything I'm doing now
I'm standing on it with a reason
Blowing woods to the face
Don't give a fuck
Who say I'm cheifing
Back then you was hating
Nigga don't think I ain't peep it
Shit it's snakes in the grass
You do hoe shit
We gotta whack him
Don't let us catch you lacking
It's fuck my ex bitch
I'm through with that
Fuck double backing
I won't let you waste my time
Damn near
Gone have to pay for that
Everything I'm doing now
I'm thanking god
Was made for that
Graduated top five best dress
Fuck being nominated
You can't let the gram
Get to your head
They be in comments hating
You can't trust these bitches
It ain't just you
In everybody faces but fuck that
The only thing that matter
How fast you count that paper
Deep Thinking we ain't balling
For the moment
Hustle all throughout the season
Granny died she was with us
It's fucked up
Seen her stop breathing
Everybody using you watch out The closest to you leaching
If I tell you I love you
Ain't got to question if I mean it
I thought I died in a Tesla
I wasn't dreaming
Blessed for breathing
I ain't wanna fuck your bitch
I make your bitch suck my semen
Only thing that I trust
Is this drac when I'm sleeping
I can't have no nigga creeping
Make a nigga meet the reaper
For the moment
Hustle all throughout the season
Granny died she was with us
It's fucked up
Seen her stop breathing
Everybody using you watch out The closest to you leaching
If I tell you I love you
Ain't got to question if I mean it
I thought I died in a Tesla
I wasn't dreaming
Blessed for breathing
I ain't wanna fuck your bitch
I make your bitch suck my semen
Only thing that I trust
Is this drac when I'm sleeping
I can't have no nigga creeping
Make a nigga meet the reaper
Nigga mad cause his bitch
Bump our shit
Through his speakers
Twelve hundred on my kicks
That's a couple niggas leases
I ain't fucking with nobody
You ain't gang fuck your feature
Nigga's broke we gone ball
While they watching
In the bleachers
We gone ball
Rip my people in the sky
Y'all the reason
I'm still getting high
We gone ball
Rip my people in the sky
Y'all the reason
I'm still getting high
Deep thinking
Everything I'm doing now
I'm standing on it with a reason
Blowing woods to the face
Don't give a fuck
Who say I'm cheifing
Back then you was hating
Nigga don't think I ain't peep it
Shit it's snakes in the grass
You do hoe shit
We gotta whack him
Don't let us catch you lacking
It's fuck my ex bitch
I'm through with that
Fuck double backing
I won't let you waste my time
Damn near
Gone have to pay for that
Everything I'm doing now
I'm thanking god
Was made for that
Graduated top five best dress
Fuck being nominated
You can't let the gram
Get to your head
They be in comments hating
You can't trust these bitches
It ain't just you
In everybody faces but fuck that
The only thing that matter
How fast you count that paper
Deep Thinking we ain't balling
For the moment
Hustle all throughout the season
Granny died she was with us
It's fucked up
Seen her stop breathing
Everybody using you watch out The closest to you leaching
If I tell you I love you
Ain't got to question if I mean it
I thought I died in a Tesla
I wasn't dreaming
Blessed for breathing
I ain't wanna fuck your bitch
I make your bitch suck my semen
Only thing that I trust
Is this drac when I'm sleeping
I can't have no nigga creeping
Make a nigga meet the reaper
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Writer(s): Keyon Cleary
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