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, Im 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 dont know a bitch who really love me, aint that funny?
I could feel the East side with hundreds
Make a freak fuck for nothin, I dont 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 cant be outscored
Nigga, I cant be outscored, ayy, I cantbe outscored
For all my niggas thats callin, bitch, Im 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
Were lookin for the pints of Wocky
Who aint 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
Dont 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 dont give a fuck no more
Real recognize real, nah, I dont trust no ho
Real recognize real, nah, I dont 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, Im 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 dont know a bitch who really love me, aint that funny?
I could feel the East side with hundreds
Make a freak fuck for nothin, I dont 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 cant be outscored
Nigga, I cant 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 dont 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 dont need you
Back and forth on this tether, it aint easy
Momma please show me how to save my money
Remember, calm down, ninety days, Im 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, Im 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 dont know a bitch who really love me, aint that funny?
I could feel the East side with hundreds
Make a freak fuck for nothin, I dont 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 cant be outscored
I cant be outs-, come on