Ransom & Rome Streetz

In Too Deep
I call you "sun", 'cause you shine like one Conductor Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, we have a problem! Conductor, conductor we have a problem! (Griselda) Ayo, ayo Dirty green cream before the brown sugar Are you the player scorin' buckets on the team or just an onlooker? (Which one?) These fools don't honor they queens, they want a hooker On the scene tryna oppress a nigga that wanna book ya As far as these bars, I cook ya Sauté, saw benjis galore sellin' raw in my hallway The game is a whore, gotta open on [.44 ?] Before I fuck her, brain on my pocket, son that's my forte Amore the currency, only got room for that currently Nothing that you get from Streetz come for free I prayed that these 50 grams'd transform to a ki' Was flat broke, now the shit, we roll and smoke 10g's Knife wounds in your spine usually come from a friend's greed Jealous ones envy, gotta watch those intensely Was fucked up, now I got all this shit in a frenzy Knew I'd grow to be the pharaoh since I rolled a 10 speed Now we clickin' Always knew you'd get much further in life if you talked less than you listen SongtexteI was in too deep, drownin' before I started swimmin' Surrounded by temptations, drug money and fast women Now we clickin' Always knew you'd get much further in life if you talked less than you listen I was in too deep, drownin' before I started swimmin' Surrounded by temptations, drug money and fast women Lot of levels in this shit, son, I ain't even started transcendin' (Nah) The quest to acquire the fortune is neverending And sellin' all these Percocets don't come with a pension Plus these pills pay me more than all these views and mentions Hittin' licks paranoid, tryna duck the feds (Uh Uh, Uh Uh) I ain't up 'till I'm touchin' Warren Buffett bread Made a reality out the stuff that I thought up in my head Niggas dumb, deaf and blind, still they don't know the lead (Niggas stupid!) Hold your head to niggas in cages, goin' thru situations Make a treasure chest out of your trials and tribulations Now homie blew trial, [hoac] spittin' in jury faces Before I caught a wave with the music, all I caught was cases Now I'm Jordan with a Spalding ball, all greatness Dior fragrance, want the 'fetti, fuck famous Now we clickin' Always knew you'd get much further in life if you talked less than you listen I was in too deep, drownin' before I started swimmin' Surrounded by temptations, drug money and fast women Now we clickin' Always knew you'd get much further in life if you talked less than you listen I was in too deep, drownin' before I started swimmin' Surrounded by temptations, drug money and fast women Poop! Conductor, we have a problem! Excerpt from some interview Aus Songtexte Mania