Deep End
I was born in the deep end
God driven, through my third eye I see you creepin
Like a thief in the night catch 'em sleepin
Reached out for your hand you left me sinking
If I ever make a promise Imma keep it
Sad boy, broken heart I'm picking up the pieces
Had a vision I was rich, I done seent it
A dream is a dream till you work it out
I'm quick to kill a snake I feel like Mexico
Lied right in my face I ain't surprised you done that before
She the type of bitch I love to fuck a lil silly hoe
She got hella cake on her, I got hella dough
Need a bigger plate don't it, feed me plenty more
Different from the rest of these niggas I'm the centerfold
Down south Texas boy ain't nothing like you city folk
Rolling up some herb big ole boogers it's medicinal
When I was at my lowest they all pushed me to the side
Lord can you forgive me my heart filling up with pride
I can't go out like no bitch nigga I would rather die
You can see it in my eyes the only thing I fear is God
Bottom of the barrel we was poor, I ain't lying
All them hard times that we faced, I ain't whine
I'm From out the K where all they do is drugs and crime
Ion like to talk, I solve all my problems with violence
They was talking shit it crazy how success a make 'em quiet
How could you hate on me, don't you wanna see a nigga shining
Am I too bright, something like the sun, am I blinding
Knew you was a fake, true love is hard to find
Gotta be precise, I been working on my timing
I'm too nice, something like water when I'm rhyming
On to bigger things, it ain't a mountain I can't climb
Went from ramen noodles, to spending hunnids when I dine
I was born in the deep end
God driven, through my third eye I see you creepin
Like a thief in the night catch 'em sleepin
Reached out for your hand you left me sinking
If I ever make a promise Imma keep it
Sad boy, broken heart I'm picking up the pieces
Had a vision I was rich, I done seent it
A dream is a dream till you work it out
God driven, through my third eye I see you creepin
Like a thief in the night catch 'em sleepin
Reached out for your hand you left me sinking
If I ever make a promise Imma keep it
Sad boy, broken heart I'm picking up the pieces
Had a vision I was rich, I done seent it
A dream is a dream till you work it out
I'm quick to kill a snake I feel like Mexico
Lied right in my face I ain't surprised you done that before
She the type of bitch I love to fuck a lil silly hoe
She got hella cake on her, I got hella dough
Need a bigger plate don't it, feed me plenty more
Different from the rest of these niggas I'm the centerfold
Down south Texas boy ain't nothing like you city folk
Rolling up some herb big ole boogers it's medicinal
When I was at my lowest they all pushed me to the side
Lord can you forgive me my heart filling up with pride
I can't go out like no bitch nigga I would rather die
You can see it in my eyes the only thing I fear is God
Bottom of the barrel we was poor, I ain't lying
All them hard times that we faced, I ain't whine
I'm From out the K where all they do is drugs and crime
Ion like to talk, I solve all my problems with violence
They was talking shit it crazy how success a make 'em quiet
How could you hate on me, don't you wanna see a nigga shining
Am I too bright, something like the sun, am I blinding
Knew you was a fake, true love is hard to find
Gotta be precise, I been working on my timing
I'm too nice, something like water when I'm rhyming
On to bigger things, it ain't a mountain I can't climb
Went from ramen noodles, to spending hunnids when I dine
I was born in the deep end
God driven, through my third eye I see you creepin
Like a thief in the night catch 'em sleepin
Reached out for your hand you left me sinking
If I ever make a promise Imma keep it
Sad boy, broken heart I'm picking up the pieces
Had a vision I was rich, I done seent it
A dream is a dream till you work it out
Credits
Writer(s): Marquis Tezino
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