Not That Deep [Clean Remix] Stormzy (Ft. Big Narstie, Jme, P Money & Solo 45)

[Intro: The HeavyTrackerz]
(Trackerz)

[Break: Stromzy]
See me on the road with my bros, feds can't make man talk
Never had a whip, never had Ps for a cab, couple man made me walk
Then I hit a lick, gave man food on the tick, couple man paid me short
Caught him in West, he was tryna buy some creps, beat him up in JD Sports

[Verse 1: Solo 45]
Hey, same old—, in— we trust
More alcohol, all— or bust
Just had— sniffed off my—, but I don't even sniff
I touch those that can't be touched
You dream of— that I done—
Check your bank balance, I know it's zero, bruv
You're lucky that it ain't that deep
Tell them groupies to grab their things because I'm deady ready
Off-license for vodka, you know already
Birds with massive—, man had hit already
God down south, yeah can park off a semi
So wasted, Yogi man, come and get me
Tried to get home, but my legs won't let me
Life's so good, man I want more Henny
I told them I used to store— in my bed
Tune with dill, flood the streets, Trident must still hate me
The old boys had me spray cribs, and now— for nice beats
I love it, you heard me
I'd rather gangbang than beat
45, Boy Better Know bruv