4 Deep (feat. Itrithepilot, B. Lane & Art) Video (MV)

My overall goal is to spit olympic tracks, all gold
Road to el dorado flow bricks molded with facts
Laid on the foundation of truth I create in the booth
Maintainin' juice so that half full is my view on my glass
Sittin' at the bar im raisin, like sun-dried grapes
Im so bright I sun gaze and make the suns eyes blink
A solar flare doesn't compare to the sulfur stare of an indigo
Individual who's life, ain't a one time thing
Im not your savior, before the cape im tailored
Ima ship to a sailor, im Aaliyah to failure
If at first you don't succeed, take a second to breathe
Dust off your doubts and disbeliefs, and try again later
Cause I can tell you right now the crowd f*ckin with the team
Hometeam to be exact extracting coke for the cream
So take a sniff, get a whiff off the dope that we bring
And this loud rapper lane of art will reach the stars with my wings

(Uhh) that nigga Lane back at it though
Automatic nigga with a crack addict flow
Straight dope these bars will em overdose
Len bias so why would you even try em
All net when I pull it look bitch im on fire
Ima new age down to earth lyricist for hire, nah
Im the lyricist that made you all retire
You let me get a verse your situation gettin' dire
(Where you at) sit-in lovely in these retro 5s
Alive and high, I don't sweat these guys
See im pelican fly, the most relevant benevolent guy
We them niggas that these haters despise
(That these haters despise)
So let them niggas hate on that, I never sweat it
So I just fall back, f*ck that (f*ck that)
I brainstorm and make it rain on cats
Like trey songz when he throwin' a stack
And watch ya crew fall flat

First things first, I just wanna say I found myself
I just kick my feet up and watch my daughter play
We connect, caution before you play me
Make sure you gotcha speakers checked
Its young Loud and you should know ima seasoned vet
I be teasin' my women no need for a reason to be given
Just look at how, I be livin' no need for luxury linen
Ain't no, f*cks to be given but there's some
Bucks to be gettin matter fact them bucks
I be spendin' since im cold hearted im chillin
(I say) stackin' bread im playin chess
You checker boys can't check the mate
I look ahead for my best move I eat her right
Left the plate, women lie when they be sayin dudes
Only care bout that one thing, that's one thing for
Some dudes but im about that money
Money makin Mondays, two women Tuesdays
Winnin day Wednesdays, nike check what the shoes say
Thirsty bitch Thursday get baked like im Friday
Ya sad like a Saturday, Sunday? my day (Its loud)

(Let that breathe for a minute...
Niggas killed that shit)
I like my ladies eyes hazel, rollin up the basil
Connected like im cable got that Caine and if you able to test
Bring ya best we kill em all without a label
Its the home team gang, I be cookin like im Rachel, ray
What you say? put that money on the table place ya bets
I hope you didn't think you was threat (Nah)
Gotta be delirious im somethin like the best
Or maybe on your period im comin' for ya neck, bitch
Off the hip like leftwich the rest spit
Nothin but that weak shit, I be with my team lit
Pullin on the Loud like Lele when she need shit
Rollin for deep your career need the deep six
Add two, that's Martin and Kwam
Steady flexin on niggas when we droppin these bombs
Kaboom, make room for the gang, let it reign
Let it storm im a Don maf*ckas know the name
(Its, art)