Izaya Tiji - Deeply lyrics

Uh, yeah, let's go

I want her outta here (Let's go)
I'm goin' up, nigga, it’s too late 
(Let's go)
She had no faith in me anyway (Let's go)
Some of this shit, I just can't say
(Let's go)
Some of my niggas in Maybachs (Uh, huh)
Been gettin' money, we past that
Turn a nigga to a hashtag
Smokin' on good gas pack (Uh, huh)
Yeah, yeah, my bitch, she got a fat ass
And I bring that Glock wit' me everywhere
I can't be on lack (No, let's go, no, no)
I remember I ain't had nothin' (Let's go)
Real Act', ain't sippin' on Tussion'
(Let's go) my bitch bad, yo' bitch busted
And I'm off this Addy right now
AR-15 way too loud
Glock hit you, that'll beat you down
(Let's go) and these niggas my sons
What should I teach them now? (Woah)
And if you my brother, you can't be broke
And we posted up with some bands on me
(Let's go, go)
He had switched on me, that's painful
My brother died on me, that's painful
(Let's go, let's go)
I remember we used to wear the same clothes
(Let's go, let's go)
Stayed solid, nigga, can't change up
(Go, go, go, go)
You know my niggas too dangerous
Yeah, 55's took his face off
I pop Oxy', that's blue like a peacock
(Go, go, go) yeah, I'ma fuck this bitch
Then turn to a stranger
(Then turn to a stranger)
My niggas too deep in the field
You can't hang by
One call, that get yo' ass in danger
(In danger)
We in that 'Cat that jump, yeah
Just like a Bengal (Just like a Bengal)
We got the drop on you, bitch
So you better lay low (yeah, a'ight)
Money can't lean on you, nigga
'bout to put a beam on a nigga
Red bottoms bleedin', lil' nigga
(Let's go)
And while racks fallin' I see it
Lil' nigga
Too many drugs on me like I'm a dealer
Lil' nigga (Let's go)
Yeah, I pop Percs 'cause I
Can't even feel nothin', nigga
(Let's go)
Yeah, ridin' through the H, now I'm
Geeked out of my mind, yeah
(Let's go) been off these drugs, yeah
Since I was a child (Let's go)
Goin' 180 miles (Let's go, go)
And we ain't gettin' too far
Far, oh (Let's go) far, ooh, too far, oh
We ain't gettin' too (Let's go)
Far, far, far far, far, far (Let's go)
(Too far, too far, too far, no, let's go)

Yeah, my shooters, they D1
They gon' cap you from afar (Let's go)
Send bullets flyin' through that car
It look like a war (Let's go)
You best go call yo' momma
'cause we cuttin' yo' life short
(Let's go) boy, we want yo' head
We ain't aimin' at the floor

I want her outta here (Let's go)
I'm goin' up, nigga, it’s too late
(Let's go)
She had no faith in me anyway (Let's go)
Some of this shit, I just can't say
(Let's go)
Some of my niggas in Maybachs (Uh, huh)
Been gettin' money, we past that
Turn a nigga to a hashtag
Smokin' on good gas pack
Yeah, yeah, my bitch, she got a fat ass
And I bring that Glock wit' me everywhere
I can't be on lack (Let's go)
I remember I ain't had nothin' (Let's go)
Real Act', ain't sippin' on Tussion'
(Let's go) my bitch bad, yo' bitch busted
And I'm off this Addy right now
AR-15 way too loud
Glock hit you, that'll beat you down
And these niggas my sons
What should I teach them now?