Prompt / Lyrics
I’m in too deep, can’t turn back now Lost some brothers, hold it down Seen the fake, seen the clowns Still ten toes on solid ground If it’s war, we bring that heat Ain’t no peace when we in the streets Say he real, but he foldin’ weak We don’t talk, we just delete [Verse 1] I remember cold nights, had to trap to survive Had a .40 in my lap, I was barely gettin by Now they see me in the whip, throwin racks on the fly Still the same one who struggled, I ain’t switch, I ain’t lie Got some pain I never speak, I just pour it in the cup They was sleepin on the kid, now they tryna hit me up Told my plug keep it comin, I ain’t never had enough Told my shorty hold it down, we gon make it out the mud [Hook – Repeat x2] I’m in too deep, can’t turn back now Lost some brothers, hold it down Seen the fake, seen the clowns Still ten toes on solid ground If it’s war, we bring that heat Ain’t no peace when we in the streets Say he real, but he foldin’ weak We don’t talk, we just delete [Verse 2] I been movin with a purpose, every move is calculated Had to cut off all the snakes, now my circle elevated Say he ridin for the gang, but that loyalty was faded When it’s real, you don’t gotta say it—actions demonstrated All them nights I was broke, had to get it how I live Now I’m flexin with my team, everybody got a crib Told my youngins never fold, always handle what it is If you solid, then you solid—don’t depend on what you give [Hook – Repeat x2] I’m in too deep, can’t turn back now Lost some brothers, hold it down Seen the fake, seen the clowns Still ten toes on solid ground If it’s war, we bring that heat Ain’t no peace when we in the streets Say he real, but he foldin’ weak We don’t talk, we just delete
Tags
rap, trap, hip hop
Duration
2:53
Instrumental
No
Created
6/5/2025