KeY Wane - Deep lyrics

Think I'm finally back in my zone again n***a. .yeaah [Verse 1] Zone 3 runner Southside what I bleed The 3 on my back I'm A.I to these streets And I'm running it dirty got ground on my feet I'm the son of my city they proud that it's me I'm shining this heat bout to penetrate deep This summer will be the hottest one yet Better yet it'll be the hottest one ever If I'm watching the throne still I'd buy a Rolex Wake up in cold sweat hoping times will get better My timing was off hope my timing ain't never My time has been ticking I'm trying to weather The storm is approaching I'm trying to tell em Hail is approaching no ice on a n***a But hope that Atlanta prepared for a drought If time made me money then I'd make an effort And if I made enough money I'd make it out of the 3 (Deep) 3 (deep) deep in game CP3 with the shot Oti Ant Davis I've been on the block But I never get blocked I'm a beast with the rock See a wolf could be dressed like a sheep And the pressure increase cause I just started eating a lot I'm telling you I have been scheming and plotting You bite down on me know my teeth will be sharp I'ma beast (beast), and every bite back will be deep pray to god Then I feast (feast), table of wings let a king get a spot No more peace, my appetite going on days I'ma eat My eyes have been open for days and I'm weak Cause the pressure is on me no way to release Hustle like all seven days of the week Insomniac dream to get paid in my sleep Create an empire I made it for me My label CP and my name is in ink A couple years back put my name next to king Castro in action dictator the beat Slide to black pesos a favor for me You insane if you think ain't no danger with me I go crazy on beats get a banger for me I straitjacket straight snapping anger in me Like look at all this that I gave em free No charity breaking the bank on one knee With a ring tryna marry the game Hope the bakery open cause I want the cake no receipt But I still wanna get to this paper this heat Probably bake em if they think this cake sh** is sweet And I feel like Scarface with this paper Let it make you or break you no breaks I ain't taking a seat Got my foot on the gas and no brakes with the three Blasting roll through the three they would think I was king So crown me, finally made it Mid 90s was then but I'm m beyond it I should be finally famous But I feel like Sean, I feel no shine I can't feel nothing the hell am I on I feel like I should be better with time I needed signs, cause CP is mine And when angered we bang em a taste of this nine No more patience no I'm, out for paper till mine Can erase all the problems I'm facing outside Of my circle can't no one get trust but my mom And I can't love a woman they waiting in line And my face to the sky am I facing a lie I'm awake and alive, but been pacing for mine Chaos place faith in God and then wait for the end I'm out for the paper align an artist within Notebook paper Pica**o a pad and pen So i can't wait to die so that I can live So tell me that this ain't a masterpiece n***a I've made it to mastery n***a My girl satin soft she a masterpiece n***a And my pack on the back of me n***a Watch me start running it built like an athlete Oti see cash these green faces smile back at me Rolling the pack 350 and the pack with me Castro turn casual meets into casualties I turn a battle to war tryna rap with me Pa**ing out hit after hit that's a battery Hope I don't blow in your faces like acne Scope to your dome I'm too paced with this accuracy Chaoti coyote don't miss with this acme I'll catch a body bounce back like a trampoline No Hermes no Fendi my belt made for champions n***as with addies I'm focused on rap again