"In Too Deep" lyrics
The Paper Chasing Family & Lil Tony Official Lyrics
(Roc that shit out, Hari)
I just been tryna repent my sins, I don't know if I'm in too deep
Man, this shit not for the weak
Don't jump in these streets, you ain't got no morals, 'cause you sow what you reap
My nigga need some money, he got bored, so I had let him eat
Lately, I been reapin' smoke from times when I sold .223s
I get on these tracks, make it run, and put my mind at ease
They call niggas stars because they fallen, put 'em in the street
You can get your name on the Walk of Fame, just give it to the beast
Huh, they keep on teachin' this bullshit in the schools
Black folks don't even know who the fuck we is, so we like totin' tools
He ain't got no dad, his mama broke, so he help payin' dues
Half a kitchen, one pair of shoes, and ain't no stamps, so we been sharin' food
Nigga havin' once-around-a-year money, I'm havin' money that'll kill for me
I done been there and did that shit, wasn't nothin'
I done put niggas' ass on, all they did was hate and then steal from me
Ever took care of a bitch, she slime you and still say that she love you?
Make me hard for me to trust you
I just text your phone and told you that I miss you, you still ain't text me back
I might just go and comment on your pictures
She like, "Boy, you ain't worried 'bout me, you be stuck on them lil' bitches"
You pushed up for the first time and it feel like I can't forget it
And you been on my mind so heavily, my thoughts about you heavenly
I think this shit been destined for us, girl
And I don't explain myself, but I apologize
Sorry, baby, wipe your eyes
I'm workin' hard, one day, this'll be our world
I just been tryna repent my sins, I don't know if I'm in too deep
Man, this shit not for the weak
Don't jump in these streets, you ain't got no morals, 'cause you sow what you reap
My nigga need some money, he got bored, so I had let him eat
Lately, I been reapin' smoke from times when I sold .223s
I get on these tracks, make it run, and put my mind at ease
They call niggas stars because they fallen, put 'em in the street
You can get your name on the Walk of Fame, just give it to the beast
(Roc that shit out, Hari)
I just been tryna repent my sins, I don't know if I'm in too deep
Man, this shit not for the weak
Don't jump in these streets, you ain't got no morals, 'cause you sow what you reap
My nigga need some money, he got bored, so I had let him eat
Lately, I been reapin' smoke from times when I sold .223s
I get on these tracks, make it run, and put my mind at ease
They call niggas stars because they fallen, put 'em in the street
You can get your name on the Walk of Fame, just give it to the beast
Huh, they keep on teachin' this bullshit in the schools
Black folks don't even know who the fuck we is, so we like totin' tools
He ain't got no dad, his mama broke, so he help payin' dues
Half a kitchen, one pair of shoes, and ain't no stamps, so we been sharin' food
Nigga havin' once-around-a-year money, I'm havin' money that'll kill for me
I done been there and did that shit, wasn't nothin'
I done put niggas' ass on, all they did was hate and then steal from me
Ever took care of a bitch, she slime you and still say that she love you?
Make me hard for me to trust you
I just text your phone and told you that I miss you, you still ain't text me back
I might just go and comment on your pictures
She like, "Boy, you ain't worried 'bout me, you be stuck on them lil' bitches"
You pushed up for the first time and it feel like I can't forget it
And you been on my mind so heavily, my thoughts about you heavenly
I think this shit been destined for us, girl
And I don't explain myself, but I apologize
Sorry, baby, wipe your eyes
I'm workin' hard, one day, this'll be our world
I just been tryna repent my sins, I don't know if I'm in too deep
Man, this shit not for the weak
Don't jump in these streets, you ain't got no morals, 'cause you sow what you reap
My nigga need some money, he got bored, so I had let him eat
Lately, I been reapin' smoke from times when I sold .223s
I get on these tracks, make it run, and put my mind at ease
They call niggas stars because they fallen, put 'em in the street
You can get your name on the Walk of Fame, just give it to the beast
(Roc that shit out, Hari)
