Much Deeper

[Chorus:]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it's much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it’s much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]

[Verse 1:]
Lil nigga burn a hundred strong in just a week
3 4 times I seen my life flash in front of me
I can't die now, I got 2 lil brothers up under me
Everyday sent them to school fresh as they wanna be
1 time for my [?] squad fam
R.I.P. Big Boo, Lil Cor and Lil Sam
2 left by the gun, and 1 in a wreck
I been through both situations and I ain't left yet
I’m still here, damb I'm still bretheing
[?] fell asleep while I was speeding
Grandma told me everything happens for a reason
I almost left her without telling her I was leaving

[Chorus:]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it's much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it's much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]

[Verse 2:]
News for the day, my uncle just passed, man
Just last night we was watching the Lakers game
Before I left, I gave you a kiss and told you that I love you
Just might go cop a Bentley and blow a pound for you
If nobody else, unc, you know I'm a hustler
I want you here with us, but don't want you to suffer
Last month I promised you that I'd stay out of trouble
Even though I bust moves, I make my [?] double
Member you told me stay down with that shit till it bubble
60 years old smoking on a sack of bubba
Say I'm like you, extra smooth, I’m smooth as butter
Give grandma a kiss, and tell her that we all love her

[Chorus:]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it’s much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]
Used to think life was all about money and reefer
Till I got older, realised it's much deeper
Seems like everything you love the most leaves ya
[?]

[Verse 3:]
Who know where I’d be if it wasn't for Anna May?
Lord knows I miss my auntie Bay
Smoking loud out the pound with my cousin Nick
Dope boy, get my own shit
Got that from you, Uncle Vick, look salute to your wife, she took care of you like she supposed to
Real talk ma, your [?] was a soldier
Beginning to the end, couldn't ask for no better
And I promis that I got her, she can ask me for whatever
Matter of fact she called the ambulance, didn't wanna do it
Asked unc why they hating on me, he said nefew get used to it
Blowing loud on the balkany, holding 50 rounds
Don’t worry bout shit, uncle Imma hold it down