Lyrics Deep End - T Clipse

She wanna kick it for the weekend
She wanna put me in the deep end
But I'm busy playing defense
(With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
She wanna kick it for the weekend
She wanna put me in the deep end
But I'm busy playing defense
(With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

Still trynna be the best version of me flow so cold like it's 30 degrees
Sometimes I feel like I'm 40 below sometimes I feel like the birds in the trees
Sometimes I feel like I'm holding you back sometimes you feel like a burden to me
Sometimes I wanna eat healthy and shit sometimes I want a hamburger with cheese
Vent to the mic then I feel fine people killing dreams but won't kill mine
'Cause my dreams more vivid than my nightmares, and my nightmares feel just like real time
But real don't even feel right now 'cause the fake people getting all the deals right now
Shorty wanna chill 'cause she thinks I make a mil' which is cool I just don't know how to feel right now
Still gotta keep my guard up if you ain't my mother or my daughter
I been fed up fixing my flaws up trynna turn MBTA to a tour bus
It feels like I'm living a movie, I just want a happy ending
Want plaques on the wall but right now it feels like my backs against it
You can come over and chill just can't promise nothing else
And don't say you love me it looks like you still gotta love yourself

She wanna kick it for the weekend
She wanna put me in the deep end
But I'm busy playing defense
(With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
She wanna kick it for the weekend
She wanna put me in the deep end
But I'm busy playing defense
(With my mind on my money and my money on my money on my)

Bro said keep it cool so I move like the winter
Strong like a girl that finish school with placentas
I'm a kid again, momma please remove all the splinters
That they stuck in me, no jive shit so ain't no shucking me
Throw me in the deep end I'll still stay afloat though
Still staying true saying bars by the boatload
Played like a true Sayian Future Trunks swag nigga
Went back in time came back wit' my bag bigger
Mad niggas still do not comprehend T Clipse and man that is sad nigga
Speaking in analogies I'll give it to you fast nigga (Pause)
I still don't want to be the one to blast triggers
But look at the world I don't know how long I'm gon' last nigga
Pray for the good times I pray in the hard too
Seen all them haters takin' shots pressing R2
Gotta keep it green might catch the squad in a carpool
Gotta keep it green soon you'll see just what this art do