Deep Pockets
Drake Lyrics


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For my nigga Hush
Yeah, look

Dressed in fatigues, I rep the East with my trustees
Smokin' 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
Scraps 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 losin' enough sleep dealin' with envy
And the news that they sent for me got the block in a frenzy
It's on Meech like it's trendy
Runnin' 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 takin' over
I gotta bust it down, break it open
Until somebody starts takin' notice, then we rollin'

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

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
Runnin' missions
Pyramid schemes just like the Egyptians
Back when hotlines was still flippin'
Now I'm seein' money off of hotlines blingin'
But it feels different
Transitions, plans switchin', ambition
Mindin' my business, buildin' a business, etcetera
Inspired by a few, but my mind really drives itself like Tesla
I always had a little somethin' 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 gettin' taller
My soundtrack is the second Carter
Dreamin' of acceptin' offers
And easin' tensions
Keepin' family out of East Detention
And out of Pine Hills Funeral Center
Spots we got no business enterin'
Back when Jill Scott was the apple of my afrocentric eye
I had to find a way to get someone's attention

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




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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Drake's Deep Pockets are a deep reflection on the rapper's journey to success and the struggles he faced along the way. In the first verse, he talks about how he represents the East and is loyal to his community. Drake reminisces about his upbringing and how he had to fight for territory, with scraps and bloodshed. He also touches on his mama's influence on his life, who urged him to hurry up and catch the bus to school. Drake's shorty, who loves him, wants him to live a normal life, something the rapper isn't ready for yet. He ends the verse by talking about how he's dealing with envy and the news that's been sent for him.


In the second verse, Drake reminisces about his journey and how he stuck to his own thing, even when others around him sold grandeur dreams. He talks about his early business ventures with pyramid schemes, just like the Egyptians. Drake then moves on to talk about his current wealth and the different types of transitions he's gone through. Though he's inspired by others, he states that his mind is driven by his ambition alone, which is like a Tesla. Drake speaks about his family, keeping them out of trouble, and the challenges of entering places they don’t belong to. He ends the verse with a reference to Jill Scott and his desire to be noticed by someone, alluding to the tough road of celebrity.


Line by Line Meaning

Dressed in fatigues, I rep the East with my trustees
I'm wearing my East-side pride with my closest friends


Smokin' on crushed leaves
I'm smoking weed


They turn they back on everything we built Then they must bleed I've seen splatter hit the snow when the blood freeze
Those who betray us will face the consequences; I've seen evidence of this firsthand


Scraps over territory they know we must keep
We're fighting over territory that's important to us


Get home and white Air Forces get brushed clean
After a long day, I clean my white sneakers


Back when my mama would interrupt sleep To tell me, "hurry up," 'cause the bus leaves
My mom used to wake me up early so I wouldn't miss the bus to school


Summertime heatwaves, I used to just cut sleeves
When it was hot outside, I cut the sleeves off of my shirts


My shorty really love me, man, she want me to cut keys
My girlfriend wants me to get involved in drug dealing


I can't do that normal type of life, is it just me?
I can't live a normal life; I wonder if others feel the same


Niggas steady try to ride the wave, but it's rough seas
Others are trying to copy my style, but it's not easy to succeed


I'm losin' enough sleep dealin' with envy And the news that they sent for me got the block in a frenzy It's on Meech like it's trendy
I'm losing sleep because of jealousy, and rumors about me are causing chaos in the neighborhood


Runnin' round from Laurier to MacKenzie When the city's empty, yeah
I'm moving around the city when there's no one else around


Early twenties, but I want fifties, hundreds, not pennies I need plenty
I'm young but I want to make a lot of money


Got me ready to flip the F out like Fendi
I'm so stressed that I feel like I'm going to lose control


Whatever's in me, it's takin' over I gotta bust it down, break it open Until somebody starts takin' notice, then we rollin'
I'm motivated by something inside me to work hard until I get recognition


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 Runnin' missions Pyramid schemes just like the Egyptians Back when hotlines was still flippin'
I was dedicated to my own goals even before I had success; in the past, I had to take risks and get involved in pyramid schemes


Now I'm seein' money off of hotlines blingin' But it feels different Transitions, plans switchin', ambition
Now that I've made it big, things have changed; I'm constantly adapting to new opportunities and challenges


Mindin' my business, buildin' a business, etcetera
I'm focused on building my own business and success


Inspired by a few, but my mind really drives itself like Tesla I always had a little somethin' extra Back when Corey was our sole investor And the car could get from A to B, but won't impress ya
I'm motivated by myself, not just external sources; I've always had an innate drive to succeed; in the past my friend Corey believed in me when no one else did


Look, I ain't no baller Still need my accounts longer Like the way my nephew's gettin' taller My soundtrack is the second Carter Dreamin' of acceptin' offers And easin' tensions
I'm not a flashy, big-spender; I'm focused on growing my wealth like my nephew is growing taller; my music is important to me and I'm working towards accepting more offers and reducing conflicts


Keepin' family out of East Detention And out of Pine Hills Funeral Center Spots we got no business enterin'
I'm working to keep my family and friends out of trouble, and avoiding dangerous places


Back when Jill Scott was the apple of my afrocentric eye I had to find a way to get someone's attention
In the past, I was attracted to a specific type of woman and had to find ways to impress her


Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in Now we rollin'
I have so much money that I can't even find my phone in my deep pockets


Yeah, then we rollin', then we rollin' Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in Now we rollin'
I'm enjoying my success as we continue moving forward




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Arnold E. Hamilton, Aubrey Drake Graham, Glenn K. Bolton, Leonardo Roman, Martin P. Nemley, Noah James Shebib, Patrick Reynolds, Paul E. Huston, Shahid Wright

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