Deep End (Interlude)

Drowning under water
Got the feeling this good it could be karma
Spent the summer in my feelings smoking ganja
Slipping through the cracks and I can’t tell my momma
Oh no

How you living
Circling and i’ve been swimming
I don’t need the bag to know i’m winning
What are friends they love long division
The money for them anyway
I’m more of the type that lives by the day
Lives by the day
Still feel what I felt last May
But I just say fuck it
Put on a smile
Aint’ passing no judgment
I leave it to god
My soul is corrupted
Enough with destruction
Don’t do it for nothing
Everybody something till there not
And eve ate the apple
And now these bitches really mad at me and now i’m getting labeled like a thot
The label don’t care long as numbers go up and the people really think that shit is hot
Got a few albums inna the tuck not waitin’ on me waitin’ for that new Joyde drop
I know it is impressive
Cuz I made it with my bestfriend and my niggas always punching in the clock
He getting to a bucket he like Melo with the rock
Same type of nigga have weed in his sock
We were crusin’ in the Lincoln
Bumping old pac

Lost a lot of music on my old Mac
Whipping in a foreign bumping old Mac
Envision the bag
Envision the bag
Live under water I see what I can
Always take trips but sometimes I don’t land

Drowning under water
Got the feeling this good it could be karma
Spent the summer in my feelings smoking ganja
Slipping through the cracks and I can’t tell my momma
Oh no