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Big Sean - Deep lyrics

[Intro: Big Sean] Do or die, n***a I'mma keep poppin' this Champagne Don't worry about sh** Finally famous, n***a [Hook: Big Sean] Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky Would 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 sh** get deep, deep, deep Man, I swear to God that sh** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep [Verse 1: Big Sean] Man, I swear to God it get so deep though That sometimes I just gotta wake my a** up out my sleep though And wonder what if all the sh** 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 f**ing steamroll Got off in the game, don't need no cheat code As long as I know the G code Being paranoid done turned 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 Stone Cold it My opponent probably praying for postponement You f** 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 Motherf** your armor, n***a, only weapon I'm scared of is Karma You watching the son turn to father, f**ing life and her daughter n***a, that sh** just get deep [Hook: Big Sean & Lil Wayne] Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky Would 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 sh** get deep, deep, deep Man, I swear to God that sh** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep, deep [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Been going hard all day Wish a n***a would f** with me Then I blow the candles out on my cake And n***as always thinking it's a game Til we ran them out the arcade Stunting in my southernplayerlistic Cadillac, Andre I talk that cash money sh** YM plus CMB, you can do the math for me, b**h 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 give an inch And I don't give two f**s about what your mouth say Cause this sh** is deeper than rap, I cannot say That sh** enough times like somebody rewind me Like sh** is deeper than rap, I cannot say that sh** 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 f** the finish line, just finish your lines And if getting your point across crosses the line Some of the time then cross it with pride That's real, my n***a, remember that And it ain't about if they remember you, they remember rap So just spit it back and hope somebody diggin' that Cause this sh** is deep, deep Deep as empty pockets, n***a We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets, slime That sh** get deep [Hook: Big Sean & Lil Wayne] Man, I look up to God, I wonder if I fell from the sky Would 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 sh** get deep, deep, deep, deep Man, I swear to God that sh** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep, deep That sh** get deep, deep, deep (Deep as empty pockets) Deep, deep (We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets) Yeah, oh my god is just so deep, Yeah, yeah (Deep as empty pockets) (We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets) Sometimes I wonder if I already died That sh** get deep

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