| As I look in the mirror, takin' this fucking selfie
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| I’m tired of helpin' niggas, who gonna help me?
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| If I ain’t bringin' home that bag, how we gonna eat?
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| What type of species is that? |
| A fucking leech
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| I need help myself, I gotta call myself
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| Can’t lean on nobody else, I gotta fall on myself
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| Self, self, self, self, self, self
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| This all I got but all I hear is help (help)
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| Since a youngin' I been getting used to sex, money, and guns
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| Bitches wanna fuck who they want because I been number one
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| Use me for the dick because they love fuckin' a blood
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| Her ex was a Crip she fuckin' me just because
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| Tequila I drink, the deeper I think, 'bout people I meet
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| Slow down on the drink, bitch I’m from the street
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| You on the outside lookin' in, tell me what you see (shh)
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| You look on and rich as fuck to me
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| Now it’s deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit be deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deep
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| Ayy, what you know about the homie fucking on the homie bitch
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| And we all from the same clique, that ain’t no homie shit
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| Ayy but I’m a real homie to the homies (to the homies)
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| I’m passin' out choppers and big .40's
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| You say you a street nigga, you gotta be on some street shit
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| 'Cause soon as you stop, niggas gonna try to sneak diss
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| But fuck that, that’s why I keep the heat tucked by the seat bitch
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| To my last day, I’m forever on some Tree shit
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| Gang bang politics, turn me into a politician
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| The way I move boss shit now, niggas think I’m actin' different
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| Come to me you better come correct
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| Don’t come to me mixin' up stories like you DJ Skrillex
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| I’m trippin', I got anxiety, mental problems
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| I don’t like that rap nigga, I told the homies that rob him
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| Instead of Box Stanley, fuck it, I don’t give a fuck
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| You judgin' me on one verse, in real life I’m sicker, bruh
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| Now it’s deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit be deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deep
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| I got a daughter now
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| I’m, barely around
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| Ahh, that shit fuck with me
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| She gonna understand 'cause I’m gettin' money
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| Did I choose this life? |
| Shit, I don’t know
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| But fuck it, it’s life now, and it’s just how it goes
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| Put her in a good school, make sure she in honor roll
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| What you gonna do when you on tour?
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| Bring her to the safest shows
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| I’m dangerous, I know I live by the gang code
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| I’m dangerous, I know I’m in love with stank hoes
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| When I say stank hoes, I don’t mean stank
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| I mean the ones that fuck the first date, dick all in they face
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| Told my granny I don’t know if I’m really Christian, I really did
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| Just don’t know whose story to believe, the Muslims, yours, or his
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| They told me to talk to a therapist and I did
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| But that don’t change the crazy shit I do, did, and lived
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| Now it’s deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit be deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap (ohh)
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| This shit get deeper than rap, deeper than rap, deeper than rap
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| This shit get deep |