OMB Peezy, OMB Iceberg - Deeper Than You Think lyrics
LeParis Kentae Dade Sr.
[OMB Peezy, OMB Iceberg - Deeper Than You Think lyrics]
I ain't got no love for them
Cuz they ain't lovin me either
Too many smiling faces make it hard
For me to read em
Duckin the reaper gotta stay
Close to that heater
This shit deeper than you think it is
Thank it is nigga
Wake up to police at the door
I done fell asleep with that
Glock layin on the floor
Went ahead and took my charge
Thought about runnin nowhere to go
But if you hit that cell and post
Yo bail they ain't yo bro
Stickin dick up in them hoes
You hit that cell they won't answer the phone
Stickin shit up with my pole
When I was broke they thought I was wrong
Showed you so much love
You turned yo back now the feelings is gone
I done been on my own
I know how it feel to be all alone
I done been down bad, been locked up
I done been broke i done been shot at
But one thang I never been a hoe
Fuck it, lightin shit up the whole week
Let em know this s - ain't no joke
Its deeper than a missed call
My dick was up in her throat
Me and my brother was stugglin hustling
Tryna get us a lil meal
Lotta these niggas be rappin
Bout livin that shit we was in it for real
Lotta these niggas be rappin
Bout livin that shit just to get em a deal
This shit deeper than you think it is
A couple niggas went left but I don’t need em
I ain't got no love for them
Cuz they ain't lovin me either
Too many smiling faces make it hard
For me to read em
Duckin the reaper gotta stay
Close to that heater
This shit deeper than you think it is
Thank it is nigga
It get deeper than the ocean
Remember the only way im
Eatin was robbin niggas been four seasons
Me and my lil brother lookin for customers
In the streets extend the clock lock
We on the job or some
We’d rock up who got some
Weed like we a knock
If I up the Glock ain't no more
Talkin come up out the pocks
If it wasn’t for robberies or sellin
Dope straight off the pot woulda been hurt
A nigga probably end up in a box
And as im smokin on this pressure
Think about a lot
I know my enemies are haters but I wonder why
The closest friends that ya got
Probly want ya spot
Im asking god to keep them
Squares out my circle
A couple niggas went left but I don’t need em
I ain't got no love for them
Cuz they ain't lovin me either
Too many smiling faces make it hard
For me to read em
Duckin the reaper gotta stay
Close to that heater
This shit deeper than you think it is
Thank it is nigga