Not That Deep (feat. Deepee, Swift, Sleeks, Inch, Littlez, Reeko, K9) - Section Remix

Lyrics

Man wanna talk like they're down for the war
 That's not war, that's not beef
 That yout' said he was a section boy
 But that's not Litz, That's not Sleeks
 That's not Swift and that's not Inch and
 That's not K9, that's not Reeks
 Man said he's been on it from time
 Looked at him like that's not Deeps
 Boom, Man'a put Max on beat
 Corn on cobs, wraps on cheese
 Walked in the shop
 Got racks not deets
 Hoodie got goggs like that's not Deeps
 I'm good with the box
 Man'a put packs on streets
 I'm being giving shots
 Man'a say thanks just leave
 I body you're squad
 I don't take crap from neeks
 They proabably forgot man are
 Not bad, they're breeds
 They probably forgot
 Man are not one of them please
 Man'a'man talk, not one of them speak
 They're weak
 Man'a'man grind and eat
 They're not grime
 They hide and fleet
 Man no cry, man ride Patrice
 If I pull up outside
 Man hide, just beef
 If a nigga buss high slugs
 Fly high like bees
 Fill a nigga upright with fries just eat
 They used to think that I'm weird
 Now they think that I'm harder
 Plus, my friend got a beard
 And he's looking Osama
 Somebody get a chair
 I can't stand in farmers
 What you doing round here
 Them man are just barbers
 Gyal give me that Um-um
 I make her say Uh-uh
 She gonna give me the punana
 Now tell you're friends about banana
 Peng, peng, peng
 Them man hate much
 Don't hate on my brudda
 Saw them they won't say much
 What you sayin'
 They didn't say nada
 It's not that deep
 See me in the street
 Bare eight balls cause I broke down the key
 Hype with me
 Eight man stuffed in a jeep
 And we coming down this heath
 Touch my weed
 Acting like you don't know
 Nigga this is S4P
 Cutting through Heath
 That nigga owes me P'z
 Chased him till he got weak
 Nigga it's peak
 Man can't phone me again
 Delete my number I told him again
 Gyal with the big back phoning again
 Wanna FaceTime and show me her breasts
 I just do my job
 Get my prof'
 Nigga stop watching me
 Talking that I got boxed
 Shut your gob, nah
 That's not Sleeks
 What'd you mean it's not that deep
 Man talk like he won't get boxed in the cheek
 Peak, wrote these bars last week
 Them man are mooks
 That can never be we
 See, caught him on the road with O'z
 Them man move so shook
 Never gave a look
 Likkle man tried to pipe up
 Gave him a right hand hook
 Talk about mook
 Nah, I've never been a mook
 Always been a crook
 Never been shook
 Thank God for the trips I took
 I shout codes for the whips we took
 Gyal wanna kiss this foot
 I've got a little gypsy thot
 And she gives head like Pixie does
 And then she gone like pixie dust
 See me in the streets
 I be doing road with my bro's
 Flooding up the strip with the O's
 Tryna get P's
 Man I know Niggas that squeeze
 My bruddahs keep it sho
 Talking bout Litz
 Man'a come swift on the beat
 Ask Deeps can't mess with the flow
 See her in the rave
 Got no P's in her purse
 Like she got a dry throat
 Asked it, still can't make dark skin sexy again
 I'm a light skin ting
 They wanna text me again
 It's not that deep
 They can't compare to the depths
 Section, we the best in the ends
 I heard it's a girl
 But she left with my friend
 She came on a bus
 But she left in a Benz
 No, I don't care where you're from
 Bun your rep, you can still get hit with the skeng
 Man are just talking loads
 Real bro, we talking code
 They say we just rap
 I dunno, these times they don't look on road
 Wrapped in cling
 And my feet like Fred Flinstone
 They drinking JD
 My niggas smoking dope
 Box him in JD
 When he was looking at bro
 Uck with the tongue ring
 Got me feeling all grown
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 Should've silent ringtone
 Hard food like dumping
 Feeding cats on my own
 It's not that deep
 Like Joker, why so serious?
 We've been going in for a while
 Now they wanna hear us
 Man you niggas hilarious
 Like a stand-up
 I'm only gonna sit down with my bands up
 From now I'm gonna run
 Till my stamina runs out
 Cause I'm up in for run up
 Little niggas with them guns up
 Bare Z's in the house
 But I ain't going sleep now
 I'm on the streets tryna renown
 Then mama kicked me out
 Me and B rolling through your ends
 Watch me skid round
 Get the youngers smoked
 Still won't put the blades down
 I ain't putting this gauge down
 Section in the place
 Everybody on the wave now

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Song Details

Duration
04:00
Key
11
Tempo
140 BPM

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