Lyrics to 3 Deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep in a Cadillac, up to no good (No good)
Riding dirty, got a stash right under my hood (My hood)
Big homies in my ears tryna get me to steal
First time I saw a body then I knew it was real
They keep talking about murder but I don't wanna kill, where's the love?
Got rich off of bud, he cried when he seen the judge
3 deep on a mission, I'm anxious (I'm anxious)
He passed me the weed and he told me, "Be patient" (Be cool, Berner)
We pull to the front, he said, "We're going in the back"
16 and all black with .40 on lap
I don't wanna rob, there's no choice
Either you're in or you're out, I heard the anger in his voice
[?] paranoid, yeah, you kicked in the door
Laid him all on the floor, he had me running through the drawers
Stealing wedding rings and diamonds, had dreams of big time, and
But this is small [?], I should've stuck with the rhyming
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
Three deep in a [?], up to no good (No good)
Haven't walked away yet, but I know that I should (I should)
I say the out of town plays are the move, I'm on my way to the A
Three deep in a van, the whole thing full of weight
No smoking in the whip, these small towns feel sketchy
We should open up a bag, yeah, I know it sounds tempting
But think about it, man, this shit gon' [?] (Gon' [?])
If we get there safe then we all gon' eat (Then we gon' eat)
It's hard to play the highway when you feel half asleep
I just doubled up what I brought down last week (Double up)
[?] to Atlanta when we're going through the cash
Make sure you pay attention, I heard about the past (I know about)
He tried and slip me once, made his homie taste the gun
And I cut the door, I thought that we were done (We were done)
I told him, "Homie, go look, his homie look shook" (He look shook)
He said, "Fuck the police, I should've stuck with the rhymes"
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
Beautiful monday morning [?]
Parked and walked [?] so we could line up
[?] you know I put that [?]
But I never thought that [?] we was looking for a [?]
And [?] the bag [?] I got Wendy
Thank God, he ain't no killer, my air bullet miss me
Phone, door, numbers, my bread and butter's hit me
Told him, "Meet me 'round the corner [?]"
We're like [?] that's way too many niggas
Homies thought that I was [?] like, don't play with me, my nigga
Check [?] nigga [?] on me
Y'all think I'm [?] about it [?]
We just follow blood until [?] stop
Like you gon' [?] about it
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep in a Cadillac, up to no good (No good)
Riding dirty, got a stash right under my hood (My hood)
Big homies in my ears tryna get me to steal
First time I saw a body then I knew it was real
They keep talking about murder but I don't wanna kill, where's the love?
Got rich off of bud, he cried when he seen the judge
3 deep on a mission, I'm anxious (I'm anxious)
He passed me the weed and he told me, "Be patient" (Be cool, Berner)
We pull to the front, he said, "We're going in the back"
16 and all black with .40 on lap
I don't wanna rob, there's no choice
Either you're in or you're out, I heard the anger in his voice
[?] paranoid, yeah, you kicked in the door
Laid him all on the floor, he had me running through the drawers
Stealing wedding rings and diamonds, had dreams of big time, and
But this is small [?], I should've stuck with the rhyming
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
Three deep in a [?], up to no good (No good)
Haven't walked away yet, but I know that I should (I should)
I say the out of town plays are the move, I'm on my way to the A
Three deep in a van, the whole thing full of weight
No smoking in the whip, these small towns feel sketchy
We should open up a bag, yeah, I know it sounds tempting
But think about it, man, this shit gon' [?] (Gon' [?])
If we get there safe then we all gon' eat (Then we gon' eat)
It's hard to play the highway when you feel half asleep
I just doubled up what I brought down last week (Double up)
[?] to Atlanta when we're going through the cash
Make sure you pay attention, I heard about the past (I know about)
He tried and slip me once, made his homie taste the gun
And I cut the door, I thought that we were done (We were done)
I told him, "Homie, go look, his homie look shook" (He look shook)
He said, "Fuck the police, I should've stuck with the rhymes"
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
Beautiful monday morning [?]
Parked and walked [?] so we could line up
[?] you know I put that [?]
But I never thought that [?] we was looking for a [?]
And [?] the bag [?] I got Wendy
Thank God, he ain't no killer, my air bullet miss me
Phone, door, numbers, my bread and butter's hit me
Told him, "Meet me 'round the corner [?]"
We're like [?] that's way too many niggas
Homies thought that I was [?] like, don't play with me, my nigga
Check [?] nigga [?] on me
Y'all think I'm [?] about it [?]
We just follow blood until [?] stop
Like you gon' [?] about it
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
Three deep on a mission
Three deep
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission
