Deep Az the Root - Above The Law

See I wakes up in the afternoon

Somewhat kinda slow

I’m thinking about the homie he just got caught

He ain’t never bang befo'

Yeah, it’s '97 it’s too late for that shit

I don’t trip, I take a sip

And then I think I’m still drinking

Yeah the hood is leaking

All my little freaks is like creeping

Then I found out

All them niggas we put down was like bitches

Motherfucking snake ass bitches

See, never no mo' slipping

I’m still tripping how they say 'Pac's gone

But I still hear them songs

I guess the real niggas feel it

And all the cowards around the world really didn’t

(I know they didn’t)

See I need’s a new bag to bag big head Monopoly money

It ain’t funny

A nigga need them bills to fold

When I roll, we in the industry we like hoes on a stroll

So I’ma stick a nigga fo' I go

See ah, my youngest daughter she like spoiled

So if I have to sell a gang of cavi and spread my soil

I’ma do this cause my nigga’s rent due

Plus all that little shit that me and K-Oss done been through

Plus collaborations from my nigga Hutch

He keep a nigga pocket broke huff, ha

No no' swap meet, 10K

A nigga feel good on a stroll through Coitier

(Who wanna play?)

I still hang with my niggas that sell that shit

I tell you how much it cost and where to get it

ATL got clientele so you know that we gon' flip it

Riding wild in the west with a meal ticket

Sometimes I can’t fight the feeling

These setbacks they come by the millions

Life is one big escapade

You won’t know till it’s too late

Sometimes I can’t fight the feeling

These setbacks they come by the millions

Everyday’s an episode

Can you handle the load?

Now I was told to sit down and shut when grown folks speak

And keep your head in them books fuck them streets

But instead I be out here and with my next of kin

Trying to dodge doing 20 in the pen

So count me in

On a half of them two thangs

So I can paint a much brighter picture for my frame

And count change

My baby mama think that I’m a bank

She thinks my car is always on a full tank

Yeah, mama be telling me to slow down

Take a deep breath and take a step and look around

Uh, yeah

Cause I don’t think that I can grind forever

I got to trust who I can trust and put up with bad weather

I shake broads to the left

Cause I don’t know who gon' try to gank me and shank me for my wealth

Yo, I learn from my great uncle Ken

That there’s a thin line between you and your ends