Deep - Big Sean, Lil Wayne

Do or die, nigga

I’mma keep poppin' this Champagne

Don’t worry about shit

Finally famous, nigga

Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky

Would I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly?

I’m pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That shit get deep, deep, deep

Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep, deep, deep, deep

Man, I swear to God it get so deep though

That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep though

And wonder what if all the shit I reaped then got repoed

And the girl I gave it all up for ain’t love me for me though

See, I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll

Got off in the game, don’t need no cheat code

As long as I know the G code

Being paranoid done turned me to a creep

You ain’t got that metal on your side

Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to, it get deep

Deep, deeper than telekinesis

Deeper than your sister dying and you’re telling your nieces

The deeper it gets, boy, the pressure increases

But pressure make diamonds

And my name is Sean cause I shine, it’s self explanatory

I architect the flow, rapping all of these stories on stories

You know the story

If my back against the ropes, then I’ll finish Stone Cold it

My opponent probably praying for postponement

You fuck with the best rapper, don’t even know it

It’s written in the stars, man, the sky is the author

I pulled the sword out of the stone, I’m King Arthur

Motherfuck your armor, nigga, only weapon I’m scared of is Karma

You watching the son turn to father, fucking life and her daughter

Nigga, that shit just get deep

Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky

Would I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly?

I’m pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That shit get deep, deep, deep

Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

Been going hard all day

Wish a nigga would fuck with me

Then I blow the candles out on my cake

And niggas always thinking it’s a game

Til we ran them out the arcade

Stunting in my southernplayerlistic Cadillac, Andre

I talk that cash money shit

YM plus CMB, you can do the math for me, bitch

Jail time, a slap on the wrist

Cut your head off, get it mailed out, stamp on your lips

You can tell I’m grinding by my wrist

Anything can happen cause a broke man is an optimist

Well, tell them I’ll be waiting in suspense

I got some miles on me, but it’s cool cause I never give an inch

And I don’t give two fucks about what your mouth say

Cause this shit is deeper than rap, I cannot say

That shit enough times like somebody rewind me

Like shit is deeper than rap, I cannot say that shit enough times

I feel like Sean, don’t get enough shine

Is it because he ain’t got the tattoos?

He ain’t throwing up signs

Well, let me throw up mine

And also let me show this vision of mine

Fuck the finish line, just finish your lines

And if getting your point across crosses the line

Some of the time then cross it with pride

That’s real, my nigga, remember that

And it ain’t about if they remember you, they remember rap

So just spit it back and hope somebody diggin' that

Cause this shit is deep, deep

Deep as empty pockets, nigga

We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets, slime

That shit get deep

Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky

Would I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly?

I’m pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That shit get deep, deep, deep, deep

Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

That shit get deep, deep, deep

(Deep as empty pockets)

Deep, deep

(We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets)

Yeah, oh my god is just so deep, Yeah, yeah

(Deep as empty pockets)

(We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets)

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That shit get deep