Jazz Cartier - How Did I Get This Deep? lyrics

[Verse 1: Jazz Cartier] Mama said "Never take advice from a n***a with no money" This is my world, don't tell me how to run it Old n***as, washed up, Joe Budden Got enough to feed the needy, tell that n***a hold something New n***a, Coupe sicker Pull up and the roof's missing, two b**hes They know a n***a do business That wolf Chris is Got maids that'll fry chicken and do dishes Now they know the wave is hot, the face is hot Watching all the rings I got and chains I cop Cartier frames on watch I made a lot from days Had to make the wop to make the drop n***as know There comes a time in your life, you gotta sacrifice I'm paralyzed in the parasites when I pay em no mind From paradise, I'm playing this sh** to paradigm Dropped "Paranoia" and started having the fear of god [Pre-Chorus: Kafaye] I'm running round round round I'm running round round round [Verse 2: Jazz Cartier] Yeah I learned a lot about your early 20s You're never full until the gla** is empty We used to round up change just to eat at Wendy's But sh** I'm tryna count change in the back of Bentleys All hunnids, no twenties f** rapping, gotta make it as a man Came out of my depression and I blamed it on the fans The anxiety was k**ing me Burn a couple bridges started drinking past my limit Then sh** got real for me Let 'em know you was a missed thing I still play it back and I skip tracks If it's an 'L' then I'll hold that But not forever, its the get back Started peeling back layers to my soul f** the fame, I don't even wanna make it as a whole Suits gettin' in the way, Cuzzi had to take control And from here on out, it's a go. JLF [Chorus: Kafaye] I'm running round round round Stepped in the club it was crazy I wonder why these n***as hate me Probably my all-black Mercedes .45, never on safety Not even Jesus can save me Not even Jesus can save me [Outro: Jazz Cartier & Kafaye] How did I get this deep? 10 toes in my sneaks 2 feet in the streets 1 hand on my gun How did I get this deep? (it's ok, I promise) Before all of the tours In Toronto, was pure All the ? on Bloor It was our lovesick And we didn't want no cure (can you feel it) Well me at least How did I get this deep? (im running round n round) Do you still love it Yeah All i wanted was peace They just wanted a piece Now I got blood on the leaves From the k**ing machines How did I get this deep? How did we get so deep? (Not even Jesus can save me)