Kutting Deep

One day you gon' be a shooting star, you better make it Taking all these risks and one day you gon' have to face it Know my nigga with the shit, he ridin' with the stainless And if we catch him lacking, promise that we leaving brainless Cutting deep, I said that I need you but yeen needing me So what that mean, I put all of my feelings in this Russian cream And you the reason I can't go to sleep, so I can't have them dreams I'm thinking about you through the night, we pulled up in a limousine All black the tint My brother with this shit, he got the mac to spit I went to school with holes up in my clothes, it's hard for me to quit I gotta win, and what you know about the profit Yeah, the promise, kid, I said I gotta win What if I had told you, baby, I've been skipping stones across the stars Taking all these shrooms and they release me right back up to Mars If you gone, baby, I want you to know that you ain't never far Ain't never far, yeah, yeen ain't never far Back up on this beat again, I'm flowing with this fucking mic Remember all them days, it felt like I had to go fight for life And me and KD in the whip, we smoking, trying to talk about it Pain up in our chest, we living wrong, ain't wanna talk about it Disconnect all of my feelings, gotta stay on go Cause I remember all them days where they had left me without a home And I was hurting from some pain and JohnBoy opened up the door I told her that I love her, lately my heart been stuck up on froze Baby, you should listen to me, them bitches, they just some hoes I don't give a f*ck about it, I wanna be your Romeo and die together Baby, I swear that I think this shit forever, think this shit forever Baby, stay with me, 223, that semi automatic, gonna get him gone Smoking pressure while in traffic, nigga, we gon' sing my song Long time I feel pain up in my chest, they say I'm living wrong Say I'm living wrong, think I'm living wrong Cutting deep, I said that I need you, but yeen needing me So what that mean, I put all of my feelings in this Russian cream And you the reason I can't go to sleep, so I can't have them dreams I'm thinking about you through the night, we pulled up in a limousine All flat, it's him, my brother with the shit, he got the mat to spit I went to school, a ho's up in my clothes, it's hard for me to quit I gotta win, and what you know about the profit Yeah, the promise, kid, I said I gotta win