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 Do or die nigga 
I'mma keep poppin' this champagne 
You ain't pop shit 
[Hook] 
Man I look up to god 
I wonder if I fell from the sky 
Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly 
I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes 
Sometimes I wonder if I already died 
That shit get deep, deep, deep 
Man I swear to god that shit just get so deep, deep, deep, deep 
Man I swear to god it get so deep though 
That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep though 
And wonder what if all the shit I reaped then got repoed 
And the girl I gave it all up for ain't love me for me though 
See I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll 
Got off in the game don't need no cheat code 
As long as I know the g code 
Being paranoid ain't turn me to a creep 
You ain't got that metal on your side 
Police gon' work it like magneto if they need to, it get deep 
Deep, deeper than telekinesis 
Deeper than your sister dying and you're telling your nieces 
The deeper it gets, boy the pressure increases 
But pressure make diamonds 
And my name is sean cause I shine, it's self explanatory 
I architect the flow, rapping all of these stories on stories 
You know the story 
If my back against the ropes, then I'll finish don't call it 
My opponent probably praying for postponement 
You fuck with the best rapper don't even know it 
It's written in the stars man the sky is the author 
I pulled the sword out of the stone I'm king arthur 
Motherfuck your armor nigga, only weapon I'm scared of is karma 
You watching the son turn to father, fucking life and her daughter 
Nigga that shit just get deep 
[Hook - big sean & lil wayne] 
[Lil wayne] 
Been going hard all day, wish a nigga would fuck with me 
Then I blow the candles out on my k 
And niggas always thinking it's a game, 'til we ran them out the arcade 
Stunting in my southern player, reach the caddy like andre 
I talk that cash money shit 
Ym plus cmb you can do the math for me bitch 
Jail time a slap on the wrist 
Cut your head off get it mailed out stamp on your lips 
You can tell I'm grinding by my wrist 
Anything can happen cause a broke man is an optimist 
Well tell them I'll be waiting in suspense 
I got some miles on me but it's cool cause I never get an inch 
And I don't give two fucks about what your mouth say 
Cause shit is deep and in rap I cannot say 
That shit enough times like somebody rewind me 
Like shit is deeper than rap, I cannot say that shit enough times 
I feel like sean, don't get enough shine 
Is it because he ain't got the tattoos, he ain't throwing up signs 
Well let me throw up mine and also let me show this vision of mine 
Fuck the finish line, just finish in lines 
And if getting your point across crosses the line 
Some of the time, then cross it with pride 
That's real my nigga, remember that 
And ain't nobody if they remember you they remember rap 
So just spit it back and hope somebody diggin' that 
Cause this shit is deep, deep 
Deep as empty pockets, nigga 
We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets slime 
That shit get deep 
[Hook - big sean & lil wayne] 
            
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