Deep (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics - Big Sean

Do or die nigga

I'mma keep poppin' this champagne

You ain't pop shit

[Hook:]

Man I look up to god

I wonder if I fell from the sky

Will 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 ain't turn 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 don't call 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

[Hook - Big Sean & Lil Wayne]

[Lil Wayne:]

Been going hard all day, wish a nigga would fuck with me

Then I blow the candles out on my K

And niggas always thinking it's a game, 'til we ran them out the arcade

Stunting in my southern player, reach the caddy like 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 get an inch

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

Cause shit is deep and in 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 in 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 ain't nobody 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

[Hook - Big Sean & Lil Wayne].

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