Deep Thinker
Yeah
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
When I pop out at your party, then shit starts getting gnarly
They don't want to see me shine, now the sky is getting stormy
Thunder banging loud, blackened clouds pouring rain
When I listen to that sound, hear it drowning out the pain
I can feel it in my veins, nova cane to numb the pain
Took three doses to the brain, now my vision ain't the same
I might flip and swerve the whip into a different lane
Disengage my former self, he's been away for way too many days
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
If I call you my girl then you've got to be there for me
How can I write a chapter if you're not inside my story?
Living happy ever after in a mansion bumping Scorey
You don't listen to his music so you must not be meant for me
Lately I've been tryna mask the way I feel, with a forty
Mixing way too many pills inside my cup
Can you pour me up another? Fill it right up to the top
Don't go easy on me, I want everything that you have got, Let me have it!
I'm an addict in the flesh, got bad habits like the rest
Sometimes I feel like a mess, lately I feel like I'm dead
Popped a cap to ease my stress, but it went right to my head
Tripping over top the ledge, lately I've been on the edge
With a bottle in my hand and a baggie in my pocket
Doing line after line after line I can't stop it!
(Ahh, ffuh) I cant stop it (I can't stop it) Until I drop dead
Thunder banging loud, blackened clouds pouring rain
When I listen to that sound, hear it drowning out the pain
I can feel it in my veins, nova cane to numb the pain
Took three doses to the brain, now my vision ain't the same
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
When I pop out at your party, then shit starts getting gnarly
They don't want to see me shine, now the sky is getting stormy
Thunder banging loud, blackened clouds pouring rain
When I listen to that sound, hear it drowning out the pain
I can feel it in my veins, nova cane to numb the pain
Took three doses to the brain, now my vision ain't the same
I might flip and swerve the whip into a different lane
Disengage my former self, he's been away for way too many days
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
If I call you my girl then you've got to be there for me
How can I write a chapter if you're not inside my story?
Living happy ever after in a mansion bumping Scorey
You don't listen to his music so you must not be meant for me
Lately I've been tryna mask the way I feel, with a forty
Mixing way too many pills inside my cup
Can you pour me up another? Fill it right up to the top
Don't go easy on me, I want everything that you have got, Let me have it!
I'm an addict in the flesh, got bad habits like the rest
Sometimes I feel like a mess, lately I feel like I'm dead
Popped a cap to ease my stress, but it went right to my head
Tripping over top the ledge, lately I've been on the edge
With a bottle in my hand and a baggie in my pocket
Doing line after line after line I can't stop it!
(Ahh, ffuh) I cant stop it (I can't stop it) Until I drop dead
Thunder banging loud, blackened clouds pouring rain
When I listen to that sound, hear it drowning out the pain
I can feel it in my veins, nova cane to numb the pain
Took three doses to the brain, now my vision ain't the same
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
I've been packing heat, how my wrist feel like a freezer?
I'm colder than the arctic but my heart burns like a fever
Busting out on beats in a white tee not a wife beater
If I call you my girl then you've got to be a keeper
I might pop out at your party bumping Polo on a big speaker
Freaking every weekend off the molly I'm a deep thinker
Sleeping off the leany, at night I'm like the grim reaper
One shot to the chest turned his white tee to a red tee-shirt
Credits
Writer(s): Merlin Blackmore
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