Big Sparkk - deep end Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh Gang gang
Come on, let's go
Smokin on the synergy
Don't know what got into me
Drug game been watered down
Since everything been ten a g
Can't even trust your homies
Might as well go dab yo enemies
So much motion movin
Might just make your rent within a week
Beef cooked up well done
But inside that coochie pink
Used to stack them tens and five
But lately it been blue and pink
Just because I keep a smile on me
I'm not who you think
I was raised to keep that fire on me
When you shoot, don't blink
Domo movin' on to somethin
Major like an artery
It been so much shit
Went down the drain
It's finna clog the scene
Star Wars, smokin' sky
Walk a nigga, Jar Jar Binks
Why you mad
Cause we ain't kids no more
And we can't hardly link
Walk up to a hundred bottles
Nigga, what you made so far
Holdin' one on mini golf
A lot of shit ain't up to par
It look like the dojo in a trap
I'm teachin' martial arts
They be countin' everybody out
But make some room for sparkk
When it come to beef
We puttin' hoes in SRTs
Breakin' off exotic bowls
And pourin' 4s of lean
Sloppy toppy snot come from her nose
And she ain't sneeze
Cold hearted niggas
Turn the city up degrees
This how it feel on the deep end
Either you gon' swim or you gon' drown
Paid errday, f*ck a weekend
When they run up out the club they walk em' down
Livin' life like a vegan
Vacuum sealin' collards by the pound
Don't care bout shit, them niggas reachin
Graduated in the street, no cap, no gown
Interstate, rollin' up on crew control
Don't you ride up next to me
I'm paranoid, might lose your soul
Domo get to snappin
I know Polaroid is who you know
Only push that broccoli
Don't come to me by movin' snow
Ridin' bikes and walkin
Now we hop out at the corner store
Workin' just like Wendy's
We got Biggie bags and 4x4s
Can't trust bitches drivin' round in circles
Where she drop the low
I got garlic knots inside my pocket
This ain't Domino's
This ain't Pizza Hut either
All this came from Pusha Ether
That lil' bitch my biggest eater
She pull up, don't even greet her
Hot outside, still got my heater
Got no wife, still rockin' beaters
Got no life, he just a tweeter
F*ck two phones, I need a beeper
Say she know me off of Facebook
I can't recognize her
But she know me how my face look
You know I be lyin
If I said my homies ain't crooks
Niggas out here pop or die
Private school like Cranbrook
This how it feel on the deep end
Either you gon' swim or you gon' drown
Paid errday, f*ck a weekend
When they run up out the club they walk em' down
Livin' life like a vegan
Vacuum sealin' collards by the pound
Don't care bout shit, them niggas reachin
Graduated in the street, no cap, no gown