Pouya - One Deep in the Fleetwood lyrics

[Verse 1] Life goes on as time passes me by I always been solid, why you askin' me now? I'm a rock Glock tucked in the pocket of the tux It's always about a buck, see me waddle like a duck When I get fu*ked up, kick my feet up like Chuck b*tch, I'm a millionaire, you think I give a fu*k? Got my mama sitting pretty in that Bentley truck Say what you want about me fu*k boy never made it out the minor league I bleed for my brothers, I plead for the kids who can't breathe FTP on my sleeve, I sleep with a pistol on me Please protect me from my enemies White chalk, blue lines, red lights Death threats, I fight for my life And I strive and I ride, put my city on my back Took a lot of strugglin' and pain to get to where I'm at, yuh [Verse 2] Savor your breath, one day closer to death, I speak from the soul The burn in the chest, from head to my feet The music complete me when I feel defeated I'm one deep in the Fleetwood with the top down, wind blowin' in my bald spot Middle finger out the window, still Throwin' out blue hundred dollar bills Tryna fill the void, silence all the noise Place a bet on the table I can't afford, yuh [Chorus] I see why they think I sold my soul Really don't know how deep this goes On my own since sixteen years old I had to cut ties to roll the bankroll I see why they think I sold my soul Really don't know how deep this goes On my own since sixteen years old I had to cut ties to roll the bankroll