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six2 - deeply thinkin' lyrics

nowadays i ain’t happy to see the sun rise
where do ghetto children go when they close they eyes
you never know, i done seen so many lost souls it’s hard to stomach
it’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how i keep from going undersea
this ghetto child is strictly down for making paper
don’t let these busters get to me, i put that on the g
my side where i reside as wild as the mug
welcome to the city, no pity and no love
i’m seeing homies come and go
watch it, faces fade
i’m barely getting paid
l!cking ag with the braids
gotta find a l!ck and put it down i’m too sl!ck for 50
six+2, runnin these holes through funky town

now i’m just rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin
i’m just rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin

all right
i hit the streets when the day dims, it’s like i had to be stressed
m11 in my trunk .44 in my lap
if i gotta i pills, a cat
leaning in a catalina pontiac with photos, dana dangs and elbows
hydraulics will make my sh+t straight, pancake front, back, side to side
hi+tec boot, holding down the brake
ounce of weed in the back with the m11 and i’m straight
it get dark at g.o clock, i scoop my sevens up at eight
one time has checked my plates, but i’m clean, i keeps my mug beans
mobbing like the g as in gorilla
nutty mac on up for realer
you never see me quoting that old pretty ass sh+t
six two is supposed to vickies and the afro pic
while i’m rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin
i’m just rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin

lord, please forgive me for my sins
see my homies really don’t know, cause they ain’t being where i been
i done had enough and it’s here, little ghettos where i’m stuck f+cking with scandalous ass hoes
got my ways f+cked up
here’s a little story, i ain’t saying no names
a b+tch played with my heart but i just stayed in the game
told myself to never trust, all i know to do is break a hole and stay down with the hustle
i told you 30 joes come in handy, man
she supports your boy for life
that’s why my hoes don’t get treated right
i do, jeez a man
i make some call me mister, toothpaste cause i got split personality system

while i’m just rolling, smoking, drinking and equally thanking
lord have mercy on me lord please have mercy on me
rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thanking
lord please have mercy on me
lord have mercy on me

now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
i’m steady having dreams about these god forsaken streets
paper chasing is the root of all mass confusion
i’m always on the scene gotta get it by all means
from the get go i stand about 6ft
two inches high or so
where this black black man headed?
where will this black man go?
been struggling all my life and ain’t got sh+t to show
see these dead woods won’t let us up out of this g h e t t o
i’m tired and i’m tired and i’m tired
it’s cold on the outside the city’s got me petrified
i catch a big wood slipping i gank it
it’s all good while i’m rolling, smoking, drinking and thankin
rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin
lord please have mercy on me i ask the lord to have mercy on me
i’m rolling, smoking, drinking and deeply thankin
please have mercy on me. i ask the lord to have mercy on me

- six2 lyrics

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