Deep End
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Everything happens for a reason
I can never fall I
Spring in my season
Betcha I survive
If I'm thrown
In the deep end
When we step out
Guarantee that it's a event
Got drinks on chill
How the fuck you run your mouth
But still standing still
I don't get it
(Aye)
And my pockets stay filled
Bigger than Uncle Phil
Need that house up on the hill
Right now
Pryde Rocc in the building
All of our ambitions
Going straight through the ceiling
Bitch I know you see em'
Avant garde art
I belong in Coliseums
Everyday I be practicing
That Carpe Diem
Until I meet the maker
Putting in all this labor
While faded like a taper
I know that you smell the vapors
Way up in the ozone
Ex bitch
Checking on me
That's a no no
I'm tryna stay afloat
Wanna visit every coast
And live remote
Hold it down
like I'm in control
All my foes blow smoke
Y'all a fucking joke
I'm knocking beats out the park
Like an Oriole
Here we go
And that's on me
I can provide
What you want
Let them three tony's
I don't gotta
Look too closely
To tell
That you phony
All about my bank
Like Cody
You can't clone me
Everything happens for a reason
I can never fall I
Spring in my season
Betcha I survive
If I'm thrown
In the deep end
When we step out
Guarantee that it's an event
Got drinks on chill
How the fuck you run your mouth
But still standing still
I don't get it
And my pockets stay filled
Bigger than Uncle Phil
Need that house up on the hill
Right now
Checkmate
Every move that we make
Got the game from my pops
I was born playa made
From the sideline
Now I'm on the court
I just wanna go
From sedan to the Porsche
Oh of course
Think fast
Or they on yo ass
Like a sport
Step back with it
Handle game so vicious
Me and my whole gang
Here to stay
Like a tenant
You timid
I got no tolerance
To hold an argument
I just wanna hang plaques
Like momma did with ornaments
and shine
I see all my blessings
Fall in line
It's by design
You should resign
I been that nigga
Since prom
The fuck you on
I'm top notch
I don't need for you to agree
Four fingers to your face
Please read between
These lines hotter
Than the summers down
In the 214
Had my opps
With a combo
Like uno dos nigga
Everything happens for a reason
I can never fall I
Spring in my season
Betcha I survive
If I'm thrown
In the deep end
When we step out
Guarantee that it's an event
Got drinks on chill
How the fuck you run your mouth
But still standing still
I don't get it
And my pockets stay filled
Bigger than Uncle Phil
Need that house up on the hill
Right now