CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : It Get Deeper Pt. 2
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
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
