Hulvey, Wande, 116 - Still 40 Deep lyrics
[Hulvey, Wande, 116 - Still 40 Deep lyrics]
Uh carvello
Sixth grade, headphones in
On the iPod, brother, I was honed in
It was One Sixteen even back then
I tried to send a couple lyrics
But they won't send
Back to it, I was on YouTube tryna rap to it
Crazy I'm sittin' here makin' tracks to it
I was runnin' laps to it, this that 912
Real rap music boy, I came outta Glynn
What you know 'bout me?
Yeah, I signed a dotted line
But my heart's still free
And my car still free
'05 Ford Focus and the gas still cheap
Cliqued up, 40 deep with the whole gang
I got a pocket full of
Pennies 'cause I'm so changed
I got the real thing
You can have your gold chain
Told y'all, underdog, I'ma roll
To the mall
But I'm still gon' save my money
40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep
Cliqued up, 40 deep (yeah)
Cliqued up, 40 deep (Ayy, yeah, uh)
Ninth grade in the winter when
I peeped the gift (Okay)
He springed me into the action season
Lookin' too legit (Oh yeah)
Without Him, i would fall and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout the Clique (yeah)
I'm talkin' 'bout the One who saved
Ya girl from the liar's grip
Aw man, amen (Woah)
God workin' in me, I ain't the same, man
(Okay)
Tryna study the Word, this ain't no hangman
By the way you livin', can they
Tell He on your brain, fam?
Yeah, it's Naija in this thang, yeah
That Yoruba crew (Uh, huh)
And I'm with the ATX, yeah, that 512
(Ayy, ayy) you can see we on a mission
From the way we livin'
Everybody unashamed, Jesus keep us driven
If you see me rock the chain
It ain't symbolism
'Cause we came to set them free
With the truth we spittin'
Yeah, it's 116, 'cause we livin' unashamed
(yeah)
New school, but the message still the same
Cliqued up, 40 deep
40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep
Cliqued up, 40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep
Sixth grade, headphones in
On the iPod, brother, I was honed in
It was One Sixteen even back then
I tried to send a couple lyrics
But they won't send
Back to it, I was on YouTube tryna rap to it
Crazy I'm sittin' here makin' tracks to it
I was runnin' laps to it, this that 912
Real rap music boy, I came outta Glynn
What you know 'bout me?
Yeah, I signed a dotted line
But my heart's still free
And my car still free
'05 Ford Focus and the gas still cheap
Cliqued up, 40 deep with the whole gang
I got a pocket full of
Pennies 'cause I'm so changed
I got the real thing
You can have your gold chain
Told y'all, underdog, I'ma roll
To the mall
But I'm still gon' save my money
40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep
Cliqued up, 40 deep (yeah)
Cliqued up, 40 deep (Ayy, yeah, uh)
Ninth grade in the winter when
I peeped the gift (Okay)
He springed me into the action season
Lookin' too legit (Oh yeah)
Without Him, i would fall and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout the Clique (yeah)
I'm talkin' 'bout the One who saved
Ya girl from the liar's grip
Aw man, amen (Woah)
God workin' in me, I ain't the same, man
(Okay)
Tryna study the Word, this ain't no hangman
By the way you livin', can they
Tell He on your brain, fam?
Yeah, it's Naija in this thang, yeah
That Yoruba crew (Uh, huh)
And I'm with the ATX, yeah, that 512
(Ayy, ayy) you can see we on a mission
From the way we livin'
Everybody unashamed, Jesus keep us driven
If you see me rock the chain
It ain't symbolism
'Cause we came to set them free
With the truth we spittin'
Yeah, it's 116, 'cause we livin' unashamed
(yeah)
New school, but the message still the same
Cliqued up, 40 deep
40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep
Cliqued up, 40 deep cliqued up, 40 deep