(Mhmm)
(Some days it's gone shine, yea)
(Some days it's gone rain)

(Some days it's gone shine)
(And some days it's gone rain, yea)
(Deep End yea, yea)

Some days it's gone shine some days it's gone rain
I get in the stu and then I pour out my pain
It's all for the guys I swear it's all for the gang
Don't talk down on my name I'll put like 3 in your brain
I tell Wanny dawg let's go for a ride
I got a play for bout 4 by the high
I'm in the back cause bitch this stick on my side
You try to rob you gone die
Next to your mans in the sky
I told my momma ima get it for the family
Was 2018 was bussin' P's right down at Grannie
I love bitch she bust it down it come in handy
We ran off on them P's yea he was supposed to make a man of me
Tell my baby "I love her" I ride for the guys
She done heard 1 on 1 now it's time for the ride
Session over at 1 yea that pussy the prize
Ima slide for the guys BSO on the rise

Yea man ima just keep it a hunnit wit' y'all man
This shit crazy man
Staying 10 toes down in this shit coming up really from the trenches man
You really gotta get it
Fuck it, any means who ever in your way fuck em
Do your thing get money on God
Stay turnt ride or die for the guys we litty

They could try me and this Wop bussin' like Cardi
I be stepping on these bitches niggas pardon
Baby girl get on the dick ride like a Harley
No remorse move like a horse I grab my leg but ain't no Charlie
We slide on your strip wrap you up like a gift
Your gang ain't on shit y'all ain't slide in a year
Put your mans in a spliff puff him down in the air
Now we gone for a year
All the guys we in here
Yea, yea we Deep End yea we Deep End yea

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Robert Montgomery