Deep Az The Root

[Intro] [Verse 1: KMG] See I wakes up in the afternoon Somewhat kinda slow I'm thinking about the homie he just got caught He ain't never bang befo' Yeah, it's '97 it's too late for that shit I don't trip, I take a sip And then I think I'm still drinking Yeah the hood is leaking All my little freaks is like creeping Then I found out All them niggas we put down was like bitches Motherfucking snake ass bitches See, never no mo' slipping I'm still tripping how they say 'Pac's gone But I still hear them songs I guess the real niggas feel it And all the cowards around the world really didn't (I know they didn't) See I need's a new bag to bag big head Monopoly money It ain't funny A nigga need them bills to fold When I roll, we in the industry we like hoes on a stroll So I'ma stick a nigga fo' I go See ah, my youngest daughter she like spoiled So if I have to sell a gang of cavi and spread my soil I'ma do this cause my nigga's rent due Plus all that little shit that me and K-Oss done been through Plus collaborations from my nigga Hutch He keep a nigga pocket broke huff, ha No no' swap meet, 10K A nigga feel good on a stroll through Coitier (Who wanna play?) I still hang with my niggas that sell that shit I tell you how much it cost and where to get it ATL got clientele so you know that we gon' flip it Riding wild in the west with a meal ticket [Hook] Sometimes I can't fight the feeling These setbacks they come by the millions Life is one big escapade You won't know till it's too late Sometimes I can't fight the feeling These setbacks they come by the millions Everyday's an episode Can you handle the load? [Verse 2: Cold 187um] Now I was told to sit down and shut when grown folks speak And keep your head in them books fuck them streets But instead I be out here and with my next of kin Trying to dodge doing 20 in the pen So count me in On a half of them two thangs So I can paint a much brighter picture for my frame And count change My baby mama think that I'm a bank She thinks my car is always on a full tank Yeah, mama be telling me to slow down Take a deep breath and take a step and look around Uh, yeah Cause I don't think that I can grind forever I got to trust who I can trust and put up with bad weather I shake broads to the left Cause I don't know who gon' try to gank me and shank me for my wealth Yo, I learn from my great uncle Ken That there's a thin line between you and your ends [Hook] [Outro]