It Get Deeper Pt. 2

Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turnt to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't that funny? I could feel the East side with hundreds Make a freak fuck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more But fuck I need clout for? I can't be outscored (Nigga, I can't be outscored, ayy, I can'tbe outscored) For all my niggas that's callin', bitch, I'm still ballin' Forty-three for these and I paid Mike Jordan But a player might stop, we just sell 'em like Ox' See a hatin' nigga, pop 'em, gettin' rich, took all they options Bitch, I grew up the doctors, you lil' niggas impostors Might invest a couple houses all in Houston for my youngins We're lookin' for the pints of Wocky Who ain't gettin' money? Stop But I might up a million dollars I done fucked a million bitches Bitch, I got a million problems, nah, for real Next time a nigga diss us, he gettin' killed Bitches think they stickin', stickin' up, baby, I see you If you think you can do this shit without me, then so be it Don't waste my time and my money, gettin' spent on the pills Cribs on her heels, bad bitch who like to chills Doggybone on her nails, free my fuckin' uncle Neff Million dollars on this belt, I don't give a fuck no more Real recognize real, nah, I don't trust no ho Real recognize real, nah, I don't trust Tell me if you with me, my nigga, or are you gon' leave? Main mans turned to a hater, all for some cheese Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turnt to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't that funny? I could feel the East side with hundreds Make a freak fuck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more But fuck I need clout for? I can't be outscored Nigga, I can't be outs- You know a nigga came from the slums Cracking to the past, still got faith in all the guns Hand held with a drum on a nigga, if not three It got one a nigga, give my all, I don't stunt on my niggas, ayy Tell me if you with me, my nigga, or you gon' leave? Why I never get the same love? 'Cause I mean it My drugs told me you could be somethin' special, on Recey How the fuck am I stressed, they thought I don't need you Back and forth on this tether, it ain't easy Momma please show me how to save my money Remember, calm down, ninety days, I'm comin' Never bite that hand that feed you, bro, niggas greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, bitches be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main man turnt to a hater, this shit is deep, over money You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money I don't know a bitch who really love me, ain't that funny? I could feel the East side with hundreds Make a freak fuck for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my nigga call, I show out for him My bitch been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more But fuck I need clout for? I can't be outscored I can't be outs-, come on