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Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the—, uh Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better If we run it back, then it was just that real I make a bitch change on—, ayy I make a bitch change on everybody How you lock eyes with a nigga and you dead wrong They gon' write "Main Slime" on your head stone I just felt like God in a BP in the red zone Force field, Lamb' truck from the ten speed Mixеd feelings hangin' with the snakes, nobody bit me Ayy, switch lanеs, ayy Sometimes you gotta live and learn Ayy, ayy, and that Xanax like a force field With powerful attorneys, the mafia in office, we goin' rose door coffin Can't feel my face, contraband state to state You be in them people business, they'll find you in a lake You be tender with them bitches, niggas leave you out the business If you sweet you get ate, they can see it in your face I'm a long way from home but I address it 'cause I'm an ape I'm the same without a gun, but we'd never see the day I'm the same without the paper, we'd never see the day Can't feel my face, contraband state to— Ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better, ayy Ayy, ayy, the deeper the thought, the deeper the thought, the better If we run it back, then it was just that real From Letras Mania