Deep Pockets

By Doktor

Released on December 25, 2020

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[Verse]

I’m that new kid on the block nobody’s fucking with

I could be a nice guy, or a lunatic

My momma forced me out the house so I threw a fit

Told me to make some real friends but they counterfeit

Deep pockets but the money in it ain’t legit

Posing with some fake bills when they make a hit

I could never lie

I get the urge but I resist

I’m posting songs for 8 ears

But I never quit

Flexing in a rental

Ice in my dental

Fake it till you make it but I’m never gonna settle

Till I’m presidential

Intercontinental

I’m a doctor cause I operate on these instrumentals

I’m tryna build a temple

Make it monumental

Start it with a pencil

Started with a pay phone

Ended with an iPhone

End with a peso

I’mma make it even if Doja Cat didn’t Say So

Started up in 2015 but I took an L

Proxy C is still a part of me but I never dwell

Pull up to the motherfucking scene in some new Gazelles

They could smell me when I walk in, this that new Chanel

Devil on the mic, send these instrumentals straight to hell

Rolling in the lava knee deep

I’m the new Adele

Shawdy got me buying all the dreams that she fucking sells

Thought that she was gonna be the one but I don’t know her well

Got my baby shaking

But she ain’t even wet

Frozen rock solid by the ice on her neck

Somebody killed the game and I’m the one they suspect

Always fresh to death till it’s time to resurrect

Shout all my niggas that don’t got any motives

We gon end up swimming in some money like the ocean

I don’t gotta name drop y’all

It goes unspoken

Spitting all this heat got the microphone smoking