Too Deep by Tyga 300 Lyrics
Remember Them Days A Nigga Looking So Skinny
WTF , I can’t even go out cos ion get no penny
Had no phone, sold my clothes anytime it was sunny pockets so dry infact I ain’t got no money
Anytime I close my eyes I pray the Good God Will Hear Me
Take me from this jungle so that I can live happily
I put my heart on ice,Duble cup and sip henny
To heal the pain and keep my mind from all this memories
Imma Swerve on all these Nigga’s , when I buy this Bentley , flex on all these groupie bitches who didn’t love me ll never say a word when you say shid bout da family, will rather pay my bill but not to waste time on your penny . cross my heart and promise never to lie on my Hommie’s
I put my all in this shid so damn it will pay me
Dont wanna die young so I gotta keep It 300
Poverty is a disease and Surely I will overcome it
Chorus2x
Am in too deep 3x
Ain’t no turning back now
Am in too deep 3x
Damn am stacked in the streets
Watching Myself & my dreams getting stepped on
Fighting demons in my sleep trynna make it out
Always posted on the block trynna work things out
My People change , I never change ain’t no changing me
Go get it by myself is all a Nigga know
Ratty told me stay strong you know we gotta blow
What we don’t tell I hope you know they don’t know??
Am in the streets forever ganging is fuck all of ya
We chasing papers , not the haters done with all your favours
I need the Luis with the Gucci and some expensive jewelries
Am rocking Fendi with some Burberry ain’t no checking me😄 a nigga so fly bet you ion need no wings
Chorus 2x
Am in too deep 3x
Ain’t no turning back now
Am in too deep 3x
Damn am stacked in the streets
Gotta Go hard , ain’t gon fold
Aiming at the top , ain’t gon loose
Sticking to code, came from the slums
Clutching so tight ain’t gon slide
Your money is your money don’t be fooled
Need no credit don’t gon brag
Need me a bitch dick getting hard
I banged your chick don’t get mad
Anytime we be hustling
Niggas Pussy talking friendly
Fuck the opps we ain’t running
Yeah , late night we be scarmming
In the morning we be cashing
Few hours we be sipping
Fuck hoes , they’ve been lying
Lord knows we been struggling
WTF , I can’t even go out cos ion get no penny
Had no phone, sold my clothes anytime it was sunny pockets so dry infact I ain’t got no money
Anytime I close my eyes I pray the Good God Will Hear Me
Take me from this jungle so that I can live happily
I put my heart on ice,Duble cup and sip henny
To heal the pain and keep my mind from all this memories
Imma Swerve on all these Nigga’s , when I buy this Bentley , flex on all these groupie bitches who didn’t love me ll never say a word when you say shid bout da family, will rather pay my bill but not to waste time on your penny . cross my heart and promise never to lie on my Hommie’s
I put my all in this shid so damn it will pay me
Dont wanna die young so I gotta keep It 300
Poverty is a disease and Surely I will overcome it
Chorus2x
Am in too deep 3x
Ain’t no turning back now
Am in too deep 3x
Damn am stacked in the streets
Watching Myself & my dreams getting stepped on
Fighting demons in my sleep trynna make it out
Always posted on the block trynna work things out
My People change , I never change ain’t no changing me
Go get it by myself is all a Nigga know
Ratty told me stay strong you know we gotta blow
What we don’t tell I hope you know they don’t know??
Am in the streets forever ganging is fuck all of ya
We chasing papers , not the haters done with all your favours
I need the Luis with the Gucci and some expensive jewelries
Am rocking Fendi with some Burberry ain’t no checking me😄 a nigga so fly bet you ion need no wings
Chorus 2x
Am in too deep 3x
Ain’t no turning back now
Am in too deep 3x
Damn am stacked in the streets
Gotta Go hard , ain’t gon fold
Aiming at the top , ain’t gon loose
Sticking to code, came from the slums
Clutching so tight ain’t gon slide
Your money is your money don’t be fooled
Need no credit don’t gon brag
Need me a bitch dick getting hard
I banged your chick don’t get mad
Anytime we be hustling
Niggas Pussy talking friendly
Fuck the opps we ain’t running
Yeah , late night we be scarmming
In the morning we be cashing
Few hours we be sipping
Fuck hoes , they’ve been lying
Lord knows we been struggling