Too Deep Lyrics – Polo G

Read the complete Too Deep Lyrics by Polo G along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Polo G’s music, you can also explore Counted Out (Thoughts In My Head) and Hardbody (V2), two other songs by Polo G.

[Intro]
(Yo, Ayo)
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Uh, uh
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
‘Fore I got too deep in that water, I see why mama won’t let me jump
I seen my cousin, ‘nem tryna go one-up a bag, I used to say, “Let me come”
Why you think I was in the backseat in the Haller? N!gga I was tryna go catch me one
Kill, or die for respect, we leave s*it a mess, this s*it for the set we from

I got a son at home, might go in for none, better bring your best feat bump
Can’t let a b!tch ass n!gga ever feel like he won, now sayin’ we left him slumped
We the ones makin’ noise up in Northside, pu*sy, we don’t step, we stomp
Keep his hand on me, I know God tryin’ all this, s*it he protectin’ me from

[Verse 1]
All this s*it I’ve been noticing now that I’m older, still rolling with all of my vultures
If I tell you ‘bout half the s*it that I seen, you wouldn’t believe what I told ya
Bae, just be here for me, please don’t act to the weight that I got on my shoulders
Have lil’ bro ever feel like it ain’t no love? Put a whole hunnids racks on the Rover
Mood swings when I have when I’m sober, yes indeed, I’d die for my soldiers
Sendin’ Gs to the sky for my Cobras, in L.A. where everything culture
Heart bleed in the Raq, I’m colder, Cajees, drop Act’ in my soda
I can teach you how to ball, I told you, pop out, dump on him, he on a poster

[Chorus]
‘Fore I got too deep in that water, I see why mama won’t let me jump
I seen my cousin, ‘nem tryna go one-up a bag, I used to say, “Let me come”
Why you think I was in the backseat in the Haller? N!gga I was tryna go catch me one
Kill, or die for respect, we leave s*it a mess, this s*it for the set we from
I got a son at home, might go in for none, better bring your best feat bump
Can’t let a b!tch ass n!gga ever feel like he won, now sayin’ we left him slumped
We the ones makin’ noise up in Northside, pu*sy, we don’t step, we stomp
Keep his hand on me, I know God tryin’ all this, s*it he protectin’ me from

[Verse 2]
I was ten toes frontline. it was dark outside, mama told me, “Don’t play with them killers”
We done spilled so much blood, they said that we’re evil, I hate how they’re painting the picture
I used to tote a lil’ Wesson and dance ’bout the trigger, I can’t wait to face me a n!gga
‘Fore you be scared of the sea, just tread, you’d get scared of lil’ Grouchy, you play him, he’ll get you
Hold on, I ain’t did no s*it in a minute, no foam mask on, we spinning
I know s*it s*it gon’ sound fu*ked up, but I hope the lord with me when I’m bending
Really called opps, made n!ggas b!tch up, bet he go hit the nets, still said that he didn’t
‘Member days we used to pray when we was wining, now I can’t stop in this race till we finish

[Chorus]
‘Fore I got too deep in that water, I see why mama won’t let me jump
I seen my cousin, ‘nem tryna go one-up a bag, I used to say, “Let me come”
Why you think I was in the backseat in the Haller? N!gga I was tryna go catch me one
Kill, or die for respect, we leave s*it a mess, this s*it for the set we from
I got a son at home, might go in for none, better bring your best feat bump
Can’t let a b!tch ass n!gga ever feel like he won, now sayin’ we left him slumped
We the ones makin’ noise up in Northside, pu*sy, we don’t step, we stomp
Keep his hand on me, I know God tryin’ all this, s*it he protectin’ me from

[Verse 3]
Out here risking, got tried, wanted dead by many men, hit his top, wrap his head like an Indian
Two-tone Glock, ducking like (??), ever been chased by a demon, this city is
S*it get worse, the ugliest, hideous, yeah, I’m one of the reasons the city lit
Turn up on me, n!gga, or any b!tch, add digits, or commas, I’m really rich
Offer a trade where it’s purgers and robbers, known from that block, like Sir Jabacca
I pray that his mama don’t cry when that n!gga get left on that curb, they haller
Ball NBA with my Glock to the sky, I just point, no, I’m giving no word to my shooters
Have ’em waiting on word from the doctor, .762, it’s gon’ burst from a choppa

[Chorus]
‘Fore I got too deep in that water, I see why mama won’t let me jump
I seen my cousin, ‘nem tryna go one-up a bag, I used to say, “Let me come”
Why you think I was in the backseat in the Haller? N!gga I was tryna go catch me one
Kill, or die for respect, we leave s*it a mess, this s*it for the set we from
I got a son at home, might go in for none, better bring your best feat bump
Can’t let a b!tch ass n!gga ever feel like he won, now sayin’ we left him slumped
We the ones makin’ noise up in Northside, pu*sy, we don’t step, we stomp
Keep his hand on me, I know God tryin’ all this, s*it he protectin’ me from

[Verse 4]
He keep (??) and then lie on them n!ggas, when they was alive, they know he exists
I done really took losses, for real, I’ve seen n!ggas take Ls and cried like a b!tch
Man, this s*it come with death and jail and pu*sy and money, that’s all that you get
Like before, we’ll hop in them cars, add a three, a revolver, then walk on the lick
Them shawties, they all wanna hit me, just do with some semis, just sliding, then went on a switch
Had to refresh your memory, police now just tryna fly, like you on your d!ck
Yeah, I can truly admit, before all the rapping and bars, I weren’t on s*it
Fell in the signs to kill me, she still got that, mixing the lean, was going up trench
We catching Bs for B’, lil’ bro gon’ put on a ski, get close on a wick
Timmy like Need for Speed and Chuck gon’ bounce off the V, when he on the hit, yeah
And the police, they tryna connect me to these homicides, I weren’t even there
‘Fore I tell ’em a secret, a story ’bout Indian man, just give me the chair
Don’t play both sides, ain’t s*it to compare, drop low, slide and finish ’em now
You would think we was from barbers, the way it was chalked, outlined (??) clips to his hair
Popped up both sides, this weren’t fair, his afro fried, they couldn’t, could care
Smoking on gas, it’s him in the air, puff-puff, pass, it’s him in the air

[Chorus]
‘Fore I got too deep in that water, I see why mama won’t let me jump
I seen my cousin, ‘nem tryna go one-up a bag, I used to say, “Let me come”
Why you think I was in the backseat in the Haller? N!gga I was tryna go catch me one
Kill, or die for respect, we leave s*it a mess, this s*it for the set we from
I got a son at home, might go in for none, better bring your best feat bump
Can’t let a b!tch ass n!gga ever feel like he won, now sayin’ we left him slumped
We the ones makin’ noise up in Northside, pu*sy, we don’t step, we stomp
Keep his hand on me, I know God tryin’ all this, s*it he protectin’ me from