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jazz cartier - how did i get this deep lyrics

[verse 1: jazz cartier]
mama said, “never take advice from a n-gg- with no money”
this is my world, don’t tell me how to run it
old n-gg-s, washed up, joe budden
got enough to feed the needy, tell that n-gg- hold something
new n-gg-, coupe sicker
pull up and the roof’s missing, two b-tches
they know a n-gg- do business, at ruth chris’
got maids that’ll fry chicken and do dishes
now they know the wave is hot, the face is hot
watching all the rings i got and chains i cop
cartier frames on watch, i made alot
from days had to make the wop to make the drop
n-gg-s know
there comes a time in your life, you gotta sacrifice
i’m paralyzing the parasites when i pay ’em no mind
from paradise, i’m playing this sh-t to paradigm
dropped “paranoia” and started having the fear of god

[pre-chorus: kafaye]
i’m running round round round
i’m running round round round

[verse 2: jazz cartier]
yeah
i learned a lot about your early 20s
you’re never full until the gl-ss is empty
we used to round up change just to eat at wendy’s
but sh-t i’m tryna count change in the back of bentleys
all hunnids, no twenties
f-ck rapping, gotta make it as a man
came out of my depression and i blamed it on the fans
the anxiety was k!lling me
burn a couple bridges, started drinking past my limit
then sh-t got real for me
paranoia was misstep
i still play it back and i skip tracks
if it’s an ‘l’ then i’ll hold that
but not forever, its the get back
started peeling back layers to my soul
f-ck the fame, i don’t even wanna make it as a whole
suits gettin’ in the way, cuzzi had to take control
and from here on out, it’s a go. jlf

[chorus: kafaye]
i’m running round round round
stepped in the club it was crazy
i wonder why these n-gg-s hate me
probably my all-black mercedes
.45, never on safety
not even jesus can save me
not even jesus can save me

[outro: jazz cartier & kafaye]
how did i get this deep?
10 toes in my sneaks
2 feet in the streets
1 hand on my gun
how did i get this deep? (it’s ok, i promise)
before all of the tours
in toronto, was pure
all the ? on bloor
it was our lovesick
and we didn’t want no cure (can you feel it?)
well me at least
how did i get this deep?
(i’m running round n round)
do you still love it
yeah
all i wanted was peace
they just wanted a piece
now i got blood on the leaves
from the k!lling machines
(someone’s gotta go through it)
how did i get this deep?
how did we get so deep?

(not even jesus can save me)

- jazz cartier lyrics

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