Do or die nigga

I'mma keep poppin' this champagne

(Ain't worried about ***)

Finally famous nigga Man I look up to God

I wonder if I fell from the sky

Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly

I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That *** get deep, deep, deep

Man I swear to God that *** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep Man I swear to God it get so deep though

That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep though

And wonder what if all the *** I reaped then got repoed

And the girl I gave it all up for ain't love me for me though

See I got a stack of problems that could use a *** steamroll

Got off in the game don't need no cheat code

As long as I know the G code

Being paranoid done turned me to a creep

You ain't got that metal on your side

Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to, it get deep

Deep, deeper than telekinesis

Deeper than your sister dying and you're telling your nieces

The deeper it gets, boy the pressure increases

But pressure make diamonds

And my name is Sean cause I shine, it's self explanatory

I architect the flow, rapping all of these stories on stories

You know the story

If my back against the ropes, then I'll finish don't call it

My opponent probably praying for postponement

You *** with the best rapper don't even know it

It's written in the stars man the sky is the author

I pulled the sword out of the stone I'm King Arthur

Mother*** your armor nigga, only weapon I'm scared of is Karma

You watching the son turn to father, *** life and her daughter

Nigga that *** just get deep Man I look up to God

I wonder if I fell from the sky

Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly

I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That *** get deep, deep, deep

Man I swear to God that *** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep Been going hard all day, wish a nigga would *** with me

Then I blow the candles out on my cake

And niggas always thinking it's a game, 'til we ran them out the arcade

Stunting in my southern player, reach the caddy like Andre

I talk that cash money ***

YM plus CMB you can do the math for me bitch

Jail time a slap on the wrist

Cut your head off get it mailed out stamp on your lips

You can tell I'm grinding by my wrist

Anything can happen cause a broke man is an optimist

Well tell them I'll be waiting in suspense

I got some miles on me but it's cool cause I never get an inch

And I don't give two ***s about what your mouth say

'Cause *** is deep and in rap I cannot say

That *** enough times like somebody rewind me

Like *** is deeper than rap, I cannot say that *** enough times

I feel like Sean, don't get enough shine

Is it because he ain't got the tattoos, he ain't throwing up signs

Well let me throw up mine and also let me show this vision of mine

*** the finish line, just finish in lines

And if getting your point across crosses the line

Some of the time, then cross it with pride

That's real my nigga, remember that

And ain't nobody if they remember you they remember rap

So just spit it back and hope somebody diggin' that

'Cause this *** is deep, deep

Deep as empty pockets, nigga

We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets slime

That *** get deep Man I look up to God

I wonder if I fell from the sky

Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly

I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes

Sometimes I wonder if I already died

That *** get deep, deep, deep

Man I swear to God that *** just get so deep, deep, deep, deep