I'm sorry
I had to do it
Some classic JD shit
Aye
Like whats life really about
Is it bout' the money bout' the hoes bout' the clout
Nah
F*ck no nigga
Shut yo' mouth
Cuz' whats a goal if ain't got no keeper
Whats the smoke if it ain't got no reefer
Whats the point of even putting niggas on a feature
Most of y'all just shut yo' mouth
I don't think I'm up to par with my rapper friends
But I could really set the bar for my unhappy friends
Thats my twin
50' Benz I wanna see him in
Niggas tryna make it out
I got a dog so I don't feel alone
F*cking hoes but I cant take them home
On the road like its the only thing I'm staying on
In the shallows and I cant stay afloat
So don't bring me to the deep end
Momma use to take me there a vacay every weekend
Grew up with sum money really grown now its receding
Like we been putting water but forgot to put the seeds in
Shit this just the deep end
And it deepends yea it really deepens
Yea it really depends on who you got to depend
Only got one man in the mirror but he beat it
And f*ck that nigga Weiza
Put him in a cell split his brains like some pizza
F*ck that nigga Joel what a hoe to have a seizer
Don't know the one before heard he gross need a cleaner
But they made the family
And if its one thing that matters its the family
I'm the only one who didn't pass academy
On my moms side my dads sad my aunties
And that's my tia for real
And uncle tio
Shit man he a diva for real
They like a trio
Momma say she feel like the heel
Thats what she tell me every time they get to splitting the bill
And if its feet that we standing on
I'm the toe in the middle I just tag along
Ain't nothing you could lean on
Unless you cut off the rest
And f*ck that bitch I rather cut off my chest
Take my throat out my neck cant cut out my breath nigga
And thats what life really about
It ain't bout' no money bout' no hoes bout' no clout
Hell nah
And anybody who think that shit
For real
Shut yo' mouth
Only get the goals when theres not a keeper
Only hit the smoke when you hide the reefer
Never hit the polls until you hopping on a nigga feature
Think it's time I shut my mouth
JDTheSun - Deep End Lyrics
JDTheSun - Deep End Lyrics
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I'm sorry
I had to do it
Some classic JD shit
Aye
Like whats life really about
Is it bout' the money bout' the hoes bout' the clout
Nah
F*ck no nigga
Shut yo' mouth
Cuz' whats a goal if ain't got no keeper
Whats the smoke if it ain't got no reefer
Whats the point of even putting niggas on a feature
Most of y'all just shut yo' mouth
I don't think I'm up to par with my rapper friends
But I could really set the bar for my unhappy friends
Thats my twin
50' Benz I wanna see him in
Niggas tryna make it out
I got a dog so I don't feel alone
F*cking hoes but I cant take them home
On the road like its the only thing I'm staying on
In the shallows and I cant stay afloat
So don't bring me to the deep end
Momma use to take me there a vacay every weekend
Grew up with sum money really grown now its receding
Like we been putting water but forgot to put the seeds in
Shit this just the deep end
And it deepends yea it really deepens
Yea it really depends on who you got to depend
Only got one man in the mirror but he beat it
And f*ck that nigga Weiza
Put him in a cell split his brains like some pizza
F*ck that nigga Joel what a hoe to have a seizer
Don't know the one before heard he gross need a cleaner
But they made the family
And if its one thing that matters its the family
I'm the only one who didn't pass academy
On my moms side my dads sad my aunties
And that's my tia for real
And uncle tio
Shit man he a diva for real
They like a trio
Momma say she feel like the heel
Thats what she tell me every time they get to splitting the bill
And if its feet that we standing on
I'm the toe in the middle I just tag along
Ain't nothing you could lean on
Unless you cut off the rest
And f*ck that bitch I rather cut off my chest
Take my throat out my neck cant cut out my breath nigga
And thats what life really about
It ain't bout' no money bout' no hoes bout' no clout
Hell nah
And anybody who think that shit
For real
Shut yo' mouth
Only get the goals when theres not a keeper
Only hit the smoke when you hide the reefer
Never hit the polls until you hopping on a nigga feature
Think it's time I shut my mouth
I had to do it
Some classic JD shit
Aye
Like whats life really about
Is it bout' the money bout' the hoes bout' the clout
Nah
F*ck no nigga
Shut yo' mouth
Cuz' whats a goal if ain't got no keeper
Whats the smoke if it ain't got no reefer
Whats the point of even putting niggas on a feature
Most of y'all just shut yo' mouth
I don't think I'm up to par with my rapper friends
But I could really set the bar for my unhappy friends
Thats my twin
50' Benz I wanna see him in
Niggas tryna make it out
I got a dog so I don't feel alone
F*cking hoes but I cant take them home
On the road like its the only thing I'm staying on
In the shallows and I cant stay afloat
So don't bring me to the deep end
Momma use to take me there a vacay every weekend
Grew up with sum money really grown now its receding
Like we been putting water but forgot to put the seeds in
Shit this just the deep end
And it deepends yea it really deepens
Yea it really depends on who you got to depend
Only got one man in the mirror but he beat it
And f*ck that nigga Weiza
Put him in a cell split his brains like some pizza
F*ck that nigga Joel what a hoe to have a seizer
Don't know the one before heard he gross need a cleaner
But they made the family
And if its one thing that matters its the family
I'm the only one who didn't pass academy
On my moms side my dads sad my aunties
And that's my tia for real
And uncle tio
Shit man he a diva for real
They like a trio
Momma say she feel like the heel
Thats what she tell me every time they get to splitting the bill
And if its feet that we standing on
I'm the toe in the middle I just tag along
Ain't nothing you could lean on
Unless you cut off the rest
And f*ck that bitch I rather cut off my chest
Take my throat out my neck cant cut out my breath nigga
And thats what life really about
It ain't bout' no money bout' no hoes bout' no clout
Hell nah
And anybody who think that shit
For real
Shut yo' mouth
Only get the goals when theres not a keeper
Only hit the smoke when you hide the reefer
Never hit the polls until you hopping on a nigga feature
Think it's time I shut my mouth
Writer: Jesheua Newcome
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