Letra de In Deep Thought

[Verse 1]
[?] so I'm ridin' like a analyst
Blowin' on this cannabis, a million I can handle it
Bad hoes I'm stabbin' 'em, I got stamina
Got your girl on camera and she screamin' while I'm rammin' her
You shouldn't even be mad at her
Nigga just get your cabbage up
Used to have them same problems 'til I got my baggage up
You don't want them problems, shoot your ass up like galaga
Free my nigga Kaine, I was tryna buy his Challenger
Pistols with no silencer, nigga where they do that
Dre, just called my phone asked me where the ruler at
Told him, go and grab a scale from Pay shit I'm usin' that
He say, he got moves to shoot I ain't got nothin' to do with that
I'm just tryna move the set used to play that college roll
Every time I got that refund check nigga I was gone
Teachers askin' questions 'bout my tattoo on my collarbone
They say 'lord have mercy', she don't know what I been on
Chillin' on the block I sold a lot marihuana on
I sell my shit by the pound, you can't even buy a zone
Call my ypsi niggas up, let's go pop that bottle bro
I ain't talkin' bout no liquor every day we gotta pour
These niggas lame prolly never seen the caine harden
Hit the titty bar and make it thunder call me James Harden
If you ain't know me then, you still don't know me then
And if I go to jail, I hope my niggas hold me down
[Sample]
Making love all alone
I hear the rain on my window
[Verse 2]
My life ain't perfect, hell yea I been broke before
Couldn't take my girl out to eat or to the grocery store
Sittin' at the crib, drive you crazy when you broke fo sho
But don't leave [?] do somethin' stupid, gotta hold your own
Niggas slow your roll, go get a fuckin' job
I can't go and do that shit cause I'm part of the fucking mob
Niggas lookin' at me crazy already
Askin' me why I ain't in the Mercedes already
Cause these old niggas lame and ain't lettin' niggas eat
But it's all cool I ain't trippin', niggas know who run the streets
OG's we don't want them, [?]
They just wanna see some young niggas draggin' behind
Gimme that bag, I'm gon' grind
You only 'bout to jack it
You washin' up your bitch, she let a 'nother nigga crack it
I hope you find out that your mans hit your bitch
Out here lettin' niggas starve and you already rich
Man, that nigga Scooch be goin' shit, I only speak the real
I done see shit in the streets and I show you how I feel
Shittin' on [?] I ain't never had to steal
But I'm tired of these streets, swear I hope we get a deal
I don't respect money, respect real niggas
I fuck with niggas that don't hesitate to kill niggas
Know we facin' fire but you gotta keep that steel with 'em
[Sample]
Making love all alone
I hear the rain on my window
Making love all alone
I hear the rain on my window