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It Get Deeper Pt. 2
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42 Dugg
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Never bite that hand that feeds you, bro, n***as greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, b*t*hes be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main mans turned to a hater, this sh*t is deep Over money, you'll turn your back on your brother 'Cause of money, I don't know a b*t*h who really love me, ain't it funny? I could fill the East up with hunnids Make a freak f**k for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood, reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my n***a call, I show out for him My b*t*h been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more The f**k I need clout for? I can't be outscored N***a, I can't be outscored For all my n***as that's callin', b*t*h, I'm still ballin' Forty-three for these and I play Mike Jordan But I play 'em like Stockton, these b*t*hes sellin' like Oxy' See a hatin' n***a, pop 'em, gettin' rich the only option B*t*h, I grew up with them doctors, you lil' n***as impostors Might invest a couple houses all in Houston for my youngins Lookin' for the pints of Wocky Who ain't gettin' money? Stop it I might up a million dollars I done f**ked a million b*t*hes B*t*h, I got a million problems, nah, for real Next time a n***a diss us, he gettin' killed B*t*hes think they slick, ain't slick enough, baby, I see you If you think you can do this sh*t without me, then so be it The rest of my time and money gettin' spent on appeals Crib on the hills, bad b*t*h who like to chill Doggybone on her nails, free my f**kin' Uncle Nell Million dollars on his bail, don't give a f**k 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 n***a, or are you gon' leave? Main mans turned to a hater, all for some cheese Never bite that hand that feeds you, bro, n***as greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, b*t*hes be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main mans turned to a hater, this sh*t is deep Over money, you'll turn your back on your brother 'Cause of money, I don't know a b*t*h who really love me, ain't it funny? I could fill the East up with hunnids Make a freak f**k for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood, reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my n***a call, I show out for him My b*t*h been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more The f**k I need clout for? I can't be outscored N***a, I can't be outscored (I can't be outscored) You know a n***a came from the slums What's crackin' to the pastor, still got faith from all the guns Handheld with a drum on a n***a, if not three It got one a n***a, give 'em my all, I don't stunt on my n***as Ayy, tell me if you with me, my n***a, or you gon' leave? Why I never get the same love? 'Cause I'm me And my drugs told me, "You could be somethin' special, on Rece" How the f**k am I stressin'? Thought I ain't need you Back and forth on this tether, it ain't easy Momma, please show me how to save my money Remember countin' down ninety days, I'm comin' Never bite that hand that feeds you, bro, n***as greedy Never felt what it was like to be loved, b*t*hes be cheatin' Finally got my hand on some paper, I'm gettin' even Main mans turned to a hater, this sh*t is deep Over money, you'll turn your back on your brother 'Cause of money, I don't know a b*t*h who really love me, ain't it funny? I could fill the East up with hunnids Make a freak f**k for nothin', I don't beef much at all Still in the hood, reminiscin' 'bout my dawgs Every time my n***a call, I show out for him My b*t*h been in the house, of course, I been goin' out more The f**k I need clout for? I can't be outscored N***a, I can't be outscored
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