Deep End

Pretty brown eyes
Got me with the clown lies
Said she wanted something stronger
Wasn't checking outlines
In the whip, now I'm
At the bank, account dry
Still scrappin' up the change to get it
And now I
Pull up to the blue home
This is not a new home
Skinny guy, neck scratchin'
What the hell is you on?
Tryin' not to think about it
Let my mind move on
Can't wait to get back
Cause I'ma put that mood on
I said I was gon' quit
Friends dyin' from this shit
Go to sleep and never wake up
It ain't worth it
But man this bitch
She really got the hips
She really got the lips
And I heard she got that grip so
I'ma sell it to her half price
Man, it's worth it, I ain't worried bout this gas light
I just pray when I see her she gon' act right
But this shit is dangerous, I hope she's baptized

A week later and she dead
Man, this is something I did not expect
I heard she seventeen and I'm twenty-three
They ain't gon' accept
I can feel it in my chest
I ain't got nothing left
Man, what the fuck is wrong with me?
They say this is murder
She took them pills, shit her mama never heard of
If the food ain't cooked right do you blame the server?
I can already tell they bout to take it further
Cause they got me in these cuffs
I ain't called nobody's bluff
But my mama used to tell me that there's two ways with drugs
That's either sittin' in a cell or layin' underground
I just got in here, she layin' down now
So where I'm at now, I know there's a reason
My mama told the truth and the truth had meaning
Lookin' out the window, see the changin' seasons
Don't know how to act when you fall right off the deep end, damn



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Writer(s): Denver Forbes
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