Cyhi The Prynce - Deep (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

(Mustard on the beat, hoe)

CyHi

(Verse)

Befo' I pick up the pace wit sum' shit I'mma say

That's gon' ruffle sum' feathers but bitch, I can wait

I'm already broke, so what difference it make?

Well to tell ya the truth, I don't listen to y'all

Cuz the lyrics ya spittin', them niggas is fake

I talk about shit that I did & I saw

Cuz all of ya niggas got bricks in the A

What is this shit now, the Wizard of Oz?

If ya ain't no killer, don't get in the car

Trust me, ya wouldn't want to live in the walls

& if they get caught fo' the million they tossing

They comin' to get erry nigga involved

Now ya Michael Vick, thinking bout killin' yo dog

Told ya, ya should've just listened to me

& yo momma is cool wit this?

Mama, I told ya my nigga, this shit could get deep

Ya can't murder yo foe, but fo' yo freedom

Yo heart'll get colder than thirty below

Say if ya caught that case when ya twenty

Ya wouldn't get out till ya forty years ole'

Yo alibi faded, I heard it befo'

All of yo family is hurtin' & nervous

& cold that we're back to the verdict to show

That ya were found guilty of murkin' yo folk

It's hard to be a street nigga

God put me here to teach niggas

Who neva graduated school

But they probly catch their first body in the first degree, nigga

Y'all glorified the trap, I don't know what wrong wit these niggas

Cuz like Barry White's voice, this shit can get deep, nigga