The Deep End (12am)

She said, "Baby, what's the tea?"

I said, "You're no good for me

The trumpets and the horns been

Putting her in the deep end

She's dancing on her own (she's dancing on her own)

Dark denim with some sequins

She was shaken and sweeping

Bonita Applebum (yeah)

Oh, so it seem

We living a Canadian dream

I don't want to feel like I'm a fiend for ya

'Cause you don't fiend for much

She said, "Baby, what's the tea?"

I said, "You're no good for me

I got shrooms and lots a tree

And there's nowhere else to be

Split the caps up equally

If you're tryna hunt the breeze

Two-step with me for the free

Two-step with me for the free"

We in a cycle

Tryna esnue it every word like the Bible

I'm tryna see you now

Knowing where you're from

But when I talk

The words ain't really coming through

The feeling's too impromptu

It's not in the way you speaking to me

It's the way it seem

We living in a corked-up dream

I don't wanna feel like I'm a fiend for ya

'Cause you don't fiend for much

She said, "Baby, what's the tea?"

I said, "You're no good for me (you're no good for me)

I got shrooms and lots a tree

And there's nowhere else to be

Split the caps up equally

If you're tryna hunt the breeze (if you're tryna hunt the breeze)

Two-step with me for the free

Two-step with me for the free"