Mrs. in deep / Fishin'

I just wanted something I can help with Man, can't you see I'm going past my target? Man, can't you see I'm going past that Target? Man, can't you see I'm going way outta pocket? Man, can't you see all I want is a wallet? To fit all my cash in Don't want nothing with banks If I give you something nice Better take it to the bank Man, you just wanna walk And, you just wanna talk Talk your talk and walk your walk But when I'm done, I'll be nothing More than a man who just want some neck Nothing, a man, I just want my necklace Patek on your wrist, yeah Care to stick a little trick? Sick indefinite deposit Hidden girl, well, what her problem is? Sucker been invited to the mall Where's the neck, now? Driving down the avenue I needed something clean in you Now, all I want is a little more time Money isn't worth shit All I need is time All I need is time All I want is a dime All I need is time Fishing for a premium, bigger, fatter dealer Real chain monk, doesn't matter if you tell God See me up, Nagasaki in the sack Letter from a mall, probably from like 2012 Space shake right in front of me When I tremble on my feet Who can hear me breathing even from the Corner of the deep, Marina trench youngin I'm an underwater lover Smoke the reef and stay out the aquarium There's too many fish there Fishin', no more fishin' Fishin', no more fishin' Fishin', no more fishin' Fishin', no more fishin' (Fishin') No more fishin' (Fishin') No more fishin' (Fishin') No more fishin' (Fishin') No more fishin' (No more fishin') (No more fishin') (No more fishin') (No more fishin')