[Intro]
Uh, uh uh uh
...feet deep, I keep falling
But never falling 6 feet deep
I keep falling, but never falling 6 feet deep
Ayo, check it, yo
[Verse 1 : Chuuwee]
I sip the Rossi on my way to open mics, I'm bout to body n*gga try me
I'll bring the drama all throughout your lobby
Control dead crowds like I'm rocking from the zombies
From where the snobby and pomp are, they're Abercrombie & Fitch
I'm such an animal while handling brew sh*t
Understandable smooth sh*t that murderers move with
Soft n*ggas be spitting, think they flow is the cool whip
Til' I'm leaving with they pie and taking off in they new sh*t, sh*t
These fiends wouldn't even come close to how we sticking n*ggas up whenever suckers approach
They didn't know we're creeping close like a bug or a roach
More blunt smokes spared, bout the Murder, She Wrote
It's lethal
sh*t I be spitting is like pins and needles
And it should probably be illegal, half the sh*t I spit from my cerebrum
So keep stuntin' like you Evil Knievel, to find your body on a Ski-Doo in the back of your cathedral
[Hook]
I keep my ear to the street when the sh*t gets deep
The beat calling, it keeps me from falling asleep
I keep falling, but never falling 6 feet deep
I keep falling, but never falling 6 feet deep
X2
[Outro]
Yeah, some light sh*t, you know what I'm saying
Hot N' Ready n*gga
Bannon, what up
Sac-Town, Chuuwee
And rock on, rock rock