Freddie Gibbs - Deeper lyrics

[Produced by Madlib] [Verse 1] Slammin', half a thang of h**n in the bathroom Keep an AK and the backup, in the backroom Cook a meal clean and she s** me like a vacuum Took a vacation to the county, I'll be back soon Sent a couple zeroes, money on my J pay Payin' off the COs, smokin' on the gateway Word around the block, when I was locked she gave my thang away 'Bout to have a baby with a n***a, that's what they say Damn, well please say it ain't so Took off the glove, say it's love, when it ain't though Her cla**mate was comin' over, that was strange though Apparently the homework ain't all he came for Maybe you's a stank ho, maybe that's a bit mean Maybe you grew up and I'm still living like I'm sixteen Like a child running wild in these sick streets Man, I put that b**h up on her feet, she cut a n***a deep [Break] Damn, b**h, that's why I treat these hoes the way I treat them That's deeper than a motherf**er, baby You know what I'm saying? [Verse 2] Slammin', smack it up and flip it, then I rub it down Zip it up and then I ship it to another town Smoking hella weed while me and Willie bust a couple pounds She used to like that type of sh**, now we don't f** around Girl, you used to say them other n***as wasn't hood enough Got your lil degree, now n***as from the hood ain't good enough b**h, you wasn't trippin' when that old school was pullin' up You was short on mids at your college, who would put them up? Well, b**h, I'm out here puttin' on I hope you feel the pain I'm feelin' when you hear this song Don't want a n***a that's gon' slang sh** up in your home But you ran off and got engaged, man, that sh** was wrong All to a n***a that don't got nothin' that I ain't got Only difference is he tryna be a f**in' astronaut Saw this p**y n***a when I walked up in the barber shop Green as a leaf, lookin' sweet, that cut a n***a deep [Break] Damn, so these the type of n***as you f** with now, baby? You know what I'm saying? Square a** motherf**er, you used to love a thug n***a [Verse 3] I love her and she love him, so I never touch him She's got his baby in the oven, so it's motherf** him Ain't trippin' cause you got a n***a, I just think you rushin' But leavin' him to be with me ain't part of our discussion Plus I'm on the road now, different color hoes now Laid back on the dope, I'm getting dollars off my shows now b**hes wanna tie me down, but I ain't in that mode now Five years later, why you calling up my phone now? Uh, well, b**h, how you get the number? Like every other month I'm switching up that motherf**er Back on the bus, I used to fingerf** her singing Usher Down on my luck and then she up and left me for a s**er I reminisce on all the crazy sh** we did "You and me forever," sh** we'd say when we was kids She said "I'm havin' problems and I pray that he forgive" When he find out the baby ain't his, that cut a n***a deep [Outro] Damn, what the f**? So, what you tryna say, baby? Baby ain't his, whose is it?