It Get Deeper Pt. 2

It Get Deeper Pt. 2 (Explicit) - 42 Dugg

Lyrics by：Danny Lee Snodgrass/Dion Hayes/Nathan Scott Lamarche/Rio Francisco Leyva/Tanner Katich

Composed by：Danny Lee Snodgrass/Dion Hayes/Nathan Scott Lamarche/Rio Francisco Leyva/Tanner Katich

Never bite that hand that feed you bro n***as greedy

Never felt what it was like to be loved

B***hes be cheatin'

Finally got my hand on some paper I'm gettin' even

Main man turnt to a hater this s**t is deep over money

You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money

I don't know a b***h who really love me

Ain't that funny

I could feel the East side with hundreds

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***h been in the house of course

I been goin' out more

But 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***h

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' n***a pop 'em gettin' rich

Took all they options

B***h I grew up the doctors you lil' n***as 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 f**ked a million b***hes

B***h I got a million problems nah for real

Next time a n***a diss us he gettin' killed

B***hes think they stickin' stickin' up baby I see you

If you think you can do this s**t without me

Then so be it

Don't waste my time and my money gettin' spent on the pills

Cribs on her heels bad b***h who like to chills

Doggybone on her nails free my f**kin' uncle Neff

Million dollars on this belt I 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 feed you bro n***as greedy

Never felt what it was like to be loved

B***hes be cheatin'

Finally got my hand on some paper I'm gettin' even

Main man turnt to a hater this s**t is deep over money

You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money

I don't know a b***h who really love me ain't that funny

I could feel the East side with hundreds

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***h been in the house of course

I been goin' out more

But f**k I need clout for I can't be outscored

I can't be outs

You know a n***a came from the slums

Cracking to the past still got faith in all the guns

Hand held with a drum on a n***a if not three

It got one a n***a give 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 mean it

My drugs told me you could be somethin' special on Recey

How the f**k 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 n***as greedy

Never felt what it was like to be loved

B***hes be cheatin'

Finally got my hand on some paper I'm gettin' even

Main man turnt to a hater this s**t is deep over money

You would turn your back on your brother 'cause of money

I don't know a b***h who really love me

Ain't that funny

I could feel the East side with hundreds

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***h been in the house of course

I been goin' out more

But f**k I need clout for I can't be outscored

I can't be outs come on