Deeper Than Blood - Saint & JamalPC

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

Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) Pass me the aux I'm turn it up notch They tell ya save a lil nigga ima save a lot Ima build a building where the building never stop Helicopter pad we don't need Parking lots But bet stay full wit a bunch drop tops Keep a lil sum thing cuz we never call the cops Other niggas acting they gripping on props Like I grew up with my daddy bitch I stay around pops Cuz even when you love you'll still have ops They gon hate they gon watch They gon scheme they gon plot But when you grind this hard you ain't worried bout a flop Nigga foul that's cool im getting two shots Feet work smooth like Kobe on the block Mamba mentality I'll never stop This is more than a chip and a hall of fame spot Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea) G-Gang too deep in the back of the civic Big 45 on my lap like a kitten Money cant replace all the pain that we feeling, But imma stack it tall from the floor to the ceiling A-Ask the lord to forgive us Cause we all know we sinning When my dawgs beat the case then we all gone be winning Never slipping 84 To the grave And we all gone be paid On god thats facts never fake No cap never lack you'll be great (YEA) Im a star in the game with my arm in the rim on some carter shit (Ballinggggg) Till they all know the name imma rep to the grave on some martyr shit (Fallingggg) Damn I aint even slay but better get ya chick cause she on my dick (Calling) Know they all full of shame When they told us we would never be a thanggg (Aye) Stack in the lack And I'm back with the slaps On God no cap (On god no cap yea) Passing the Ave And I'm blasting past On god that's facts (On god thats facts yea) Stack in the lack (Stack stack stack stack) Back with the slaps (Back with the slaps yea) On God no cap (On God no cap yea) On God thats facts (Yea)