| I ain’t need to get down with ya
|
| I ain’t need to fuck around with ya
|
| Gs up nigga, hoes down
|
| If the bitch can’t swim, she gon' drown
|
| Work on yourself before it goes down
|
| You ain’t know it was the time, well nigga you know now
|
| I 'on't gotta kick 'em out
|
| I 'on't ever let no ratchet bitch in my house
|
| I Got a bad one, and I fucked her on the couch
|
| And she gon' pull up on me with her friends when I’m out
|
| Off the D’usse, or off the Hennessy
|
| It’s always brown liquor, 'cause that’s just my energy
|
| Remember when you tried to treat me like an enemy?
|
| I came back with the work, like «remember me?»
|
| But I ain’t here to get down on the weekend
|
| I ain’t here to fuck around with no weak bitch
|
| She ain’t swimmin', she gon' drown in the deep end
|
| She ain’t swimmin', she gon' drown
|
| That’s the way it go around, look
|
| Gs up nigga, hoes down
|
| If the bitch can’t swim, she gon' drown
|
| Work on yourself before it goes down
|
| You ain’t know it was the time, well nigga you know now
|
| On and on, on and on, cycle keep repeatin'
|
| 40 hours every week, it’s hard to get some sleep in
|
| She go out and spend her money when it hit the weekend
|
| Top of that, she creepin'
|
| Almost forgot, she had plans to make it out the ghetto
|
| Well you ain’t gotta say a word, the pain is instrumental
|
| And all the money you say you spend on incidentals
|
| Now you tryna make up for the lost time
|
| No clubbin', I’m offline
|
| Thuggin', I’m on mine
|
| Distant and doin' fine
|
| I’m infinite, I’m divine
|
| I’m listen inside the mind
|
| No tellin' where I’m headed
|
| Just livin' inside the moment
|
| Intelligent when I’m sober
|
| Heavenly aroma, I ain’t here to get down with ya
|
| Yeah, I ain’t here to fuck around with ya
|
| Yeah, you ain’t swimmin', you gon' drown in it
|
| Yeah, you ain’t swimmin', you gon' drown
|
| That’s the way it go around
|
| No, can’t go back now, too far from home
|
| Every freakin' night, I’m in my zone
|
| Too far to me, too far to go
|
| No, no, no, no, no
|
| in the deep end
|
| in the deep end
|
| I’m singin' loud, I want you to know
|
| Too far to me, too far to go
|
| I can’t let go, I can’t let go
|
| I can’t let go, I can’t let- no
|
| in the deep end
|
| Every freakin' night, I’m in my zone
|
| Too far to me, too far to go
|
| Okay, I’m back rappin'
|
| Back snappin'
|
| Niggas sleepin' in the pussy, cat-nappin'
|
| Had some niggas try book me for some stack action
|
| Bad fashion, niggas bad actors
|
| Like these bitches listen
|
| Homie, you don’t bring them where you rest
|
| Runnin' for your life, you’ll be runnin' out of breath
|
| Imagine Rocky runnin' up some never-endin' steps
|
| She gon' have to get some of that weight up off her chest
|
| But I feel for you
|
| In this world, it’s been real for you
|
| Ain’t nobody stayin' late out in the field for you
|
| When your life on the line, nobody kill for you
|
| Everybody for themselves, nobody built for you
|
| Listen to me
|
| Self-love ain’t selfish
|
| But you in the club lookin' for somebody else, shit
|
| Shellfish swimmin' in the water with piranhas
|
| And she try be a lil' Rihanna, lil' Mama
|
| I ain’t- |