Deep Pockets

(album: Dark Lane Demo Tapes - 2020)

For my nigga Hush
Yeah, look

Dressed in fatigues, I rep the East with my trustees
Smoking on crushed leaves
They turn they back on everything we built, then they must bleed
I've seen splatter hit the snow when the blood freeze
Straps over territory they know we must keep
Get home and white Air Forces get brushed clean
Back when my mama would interrupt sleep
To tell me hurry up 'cause the bus leaves
Summertime heatwaves, I used to just cut sleeves
My shorty really love me, man, she want me to cut keys
I can't do that normal type of life, is it just me?
Niggas steady try to ride the wave, but it's rough seas
I'm losing enough sleep dealing with envy
And the news that they sent for me got the block in a frenzy
It's on Meech like it's trendy
Running round from Laurier to MacKenzie when the city's empty, yeah
Early twenties, but I want fifties, hundreds, not pennies
I need plenty
Got me ready to flip the F out like Fendi
Whatever's in me, it's taking over
I gotta bust it down, break it open
Until somebody starts taking notice, then we rolling

Yeah, then we rolling, then we rolling
Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in
Now we rolling
Yeah, then we rolling, then we rolling
Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in
Now we rolling

Look
Back when Big Apple sold dreams, I stuck to my own thing
Back when the house that I own now was my home screen
Before I'd ever hit the road and feel like the home team
Running missions
Pyramid schemes just like the Egyptians
Back when hotlines were still flipping
Now I'm seeing money off of hotlines blinging but it feels different
Transitions, plans switching, ambition
Minding my business, building a business, et cetera
Inspired by a few, but my mind really drives itself like Tesla
I always had a little something extra
Back when Corey was our sole investor
And the car could get from A to B, but won't impress ya
Look, I ain't no baller
Still need my accounts longer like the way my nephew's getting taller
My soundtrack is the second Carter, dreaming of accepting offers
And easing tensions
Keeping family out of East Detention
And out of Pine Hill Funeral Center
Spots we got no business entering
Back when Jill Scott was the apple of my afrocentric eye
I had to find a way to get someone's attention

Then we rolling, then we rolling
Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in
Now we rolling
Yeah, then we rolling, then we rolling
Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in
Now we rolling