Deeper than the Ocean - Intellectual

Oceans

[Hook:Keyo G]

I use to sell the rocks I'm in the yo now I be rapping/

My potna he got shot cause he was bout that action/

And everybody balling they just shooting ain't no passing/

And we all got a strap that dere question don't need askin/

My pain running deeper than the ocean x4

I stayed down I'm in joyland/

And they don't understand that I'm just one man/

Pockets full of rocks they calling it contraband/

Them young ninjas can't read but the money they comprehend/

So try stack it up its they way out waiting for the payout/

Yo momma told him don't go there she said you better stay out/

But I'm way out wit my chest up I don't give no fuck/

This shit here blood sweat and tears it ain't no luck/

I'm like fuck that bitch wait hold up tell her better grow up/

I hang wit a whole buncha crips like we sick cause we throwing our set up/

And fuck yo vest cuh we aiming for the neck up/

And if you get hit you gone need more than a muthafucking checkup/

I came bac they thought I was a dead man/

They put a hit out on ur boy that's money on my head man/

I was right there by delowe and headland/

My potnas tight wit me like method and red man/

In the streets I'm trying to get mo bands eyes like 4 hands/

Everything I see I stack I'm trying to get mo grands/

And just to count it up imma need mo hands/

Might be a lil got but imma need mo fans/

I'm fly like air tran kick shit like Jackie chan/

No rush hour 3 but I keep it on tuck like Chris man/

Err body know me from the one to the three no bitch man/

And you can keep hatign but you need to gone wit all that bitching/