"Deeper Than Rap" lyrics
Look, I been through nightmares that really made me cold hearted
Like seeing a best friend in a open casket
Seeing my mum get battered made me go the hardest
Look me in my eyes it's just cold and darkness
1 of 6 kids but somehow I still feel alone
I got my own yard but it don't really feel at home
I'm fucking anxious all the time, I don't pick up my phone
Any violations they just get disowned
My own people tried to diss me for the net
I put food in your mouth but you give me disrespect
I guess there's certain people, they just see me as a cheque
And yeah it's all love, but that's something I can't forget
Yeah, this life and this trauma
Bro, I'm scared to have a daughter
There's some things that's out of order
You always see the flags when you come up off the corner
Comfy on my own, I ain't got no rapper friends
Walking in my shoes it would be mad for them
And I got nephews, I'm putting down a stack for them
'Cause I'm their uncle but I'm more like a dad to them
I share my blessings with my friends, I can't brag on them
But I can still see the bitterness
I see the pussy in niggas, I'm familiar with a clitoris
Loyalty is everything, I'm big on this
Respect is everything, bro, I'm big on that
Me and H came so far
I just dropped bro a stack and told him sit on that
**** burnt my bridge, he gotta live with that
You think I can be a movie, I got a clip for that
Please don't draw me out
'Cause I'll really have some steppers fucking scheming on your house
And you'll come home to man sitting on your couch
Grips named me Yungen when I was repping Hill side
Him and Spar made me rap, I gotta keep our dream alive
I was in Jamaica when I found out he died
That was my fucking guy, you should have seen the way I cried
I knew that he wasn't well, I should have done more and tried
Yeah, I can't ruin this thing I kinda built
Probably should see a therapist, I can't cry in quilts
But I know this is the real life survivor's guilt
Yeah, you ever been your brother's keeper?
You ever had to go sleep with your beater?
Old school, I used to bunk cinema with Shaniqua
I really lived a movie, I was a chaser and a dreamer
Lived so many lives, I probably could be my own feature
Life's deep, but I've gone deeper
Life's deep, but I've gone deeper
Like seeing a best friend in a open casket
Seeing my mum get battered made me go the hardest
Look me in my eyes it's just cold and darkness
1 of 6 kids but somehow I still feel alone
I got my own yard but it don't really feel at home
I'm fucking anxious all the time, I don't pick up my phone
Any violations they just get disowned
My own people tried to diss me for the net
I put food in your mouth but you give me disrespect
I guess there's certain people, they just see me as a cheque
And yeah it's all love, but that's something I can't forget
Yeah, this life and this trauma
Bro, I'm scared to have a daughter
There's some things that's out of order
You always see the flags when you come up off the corner
Comfy on my own, I ain't got no rapper friends
Walking in my shoes it would be mad for them
And I got nephews, I'm putting down a stack for them
'Cause I'm their uncle but I'm more like a dad to them
I share my blessings with my friends, I can't brag on them
But I can still see the bitterness
I see the pussy in niggas, I'm familiar with a clitoris
Loyalty is everything, I'm big on this
Respect is everything, bro, I'm big on that
Me and H came so far
I just dropped bro a stack and told him sit on that
**** burnt my bridge, he gotta live with that
You think I can be a movie, I got a clip for that
Please don't draw me out
'Cause I'll really have some steppers fucking scheming on your house
And you'll come home to man sitting on your couch
Grips named me Yungen when I was repping Hill side
Him and Spar made me rap, I gotta keep our dream alive
I was in Jamaica when I found out he died
That was my fucking guy, you should have seen the way I cried
I knew that he wasn't well, I should have done more and tried
Yeah, I can't ruin this thing I kinda built
Probably should see a therapist, I can't cry in quilts
But I know this is the real life survivor's guilt
Yeah, you ever been your brother's keeper?
You ever had to go sleep with your beater?
Old school, I used to bunk cinema with Shaniqua
I really lived a movie, I was a chaser and a dreamer
Lived so many lives, I probably could be my own feature
Life's deep, but I've gone deeper
Life's deep, but I've gone deeper
