Wale - The Deep End lyrics

[Intro:] Man you the black God [?], man. Let these peoples understand the full magnitude of what we representin'. You hear me? From [?] down to Lewisburg, the [?] you hear me? Man we blue moons homie, we come out every now and then. So if they ain't gonna get down with the network and they got their hand out, f** it, let 'em drown If it's f** me, it's f** you too [Hook - Wale:] Let 'em drown, let 'em drown, let 'em drown Keep no squares in the circle so it's real n***as 'round One more time, let 'em drown, let 'em drown May you never back down, real n***as back in style Comin' through, if it's f** me, it's f** you too Comin' through, if it's f** me, it's f** you too If it's f** me, it's f** you [Verse 1 - Wale:] Said Folarin's with the sh**s No more sorry for these s**as, tell 'em all, "s** a dick" Off the real, man retarted with this b**h Bumped Tha Carter 2 in college, tryna find a few positions Yeah I'm good, with the field, with the b**hes Every cla** had a ten in it so ask my attendance Hundred n***as, s**a n***as, sneak dissin', cool our people too But I'm too cool for beef with n***as, just use that as [?] you But truthfully who are these n***as? Like really, who are you n***as? Wal-Mart is hiring but they're tryna be Target n***as Watch how you're talkin', boy I'm a boss, you just bossy, n***a Sugar that's in your tank, why you so salty, n***a Pardon the posture, come from reclining with model b**hes Not as in this music, Boosa pull up and put hollows in 'em Hallelujah, damn, let 'em drown Tend the blood, lil n***a, wipe 'em down I be with bangers, Meechi & Toby, they in the cut Women c-section and of course we get in them guts I keep it G for years, they can't keep it up a month By way of that double M, got hit by that double R Them f** n***as f**ed up, I f** their b**h, I might never call Since n***as love actin' I had them casting with caviar Sleep with the fishes, look at all the people he feedin' Look at all the zeros he keepin', look at all that [?] receiving Be by them people deceivin', lyin', they triflin', n***a My young b**h spoon with yah just to knife up a n***a [Hook] [Verse 2 - Pusha T:] Don't talk about it, be about it Call me Hush Money Push, you can read about it My portfolio cause Polio Under the hood like a rodeo Inside like Rodeo The owner is the model so the model sign the payroll (Yuugh) Follow me, n***as Nah, f** that, model me, n***as The shearling is Prada, the peacoat Chanel Powder face like a ghost, supreme clientele The first Noel with a scale My prints in the snow leave a trail I can't validate what they sold, bro Can't put my stamp on the CoCo Rather be with Wale in a gogo DMV shinin' like it's Soul Glo [Hook]