It Ain't Easy
Pooh, you a fool for this one, griz (hmm-mm)
Go Griz (hmm-mm)
Hey, one on one, oh nigga
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
There's something about you, I just can't explain the feeling
Every time we argue, you hate to explain your feelings
When you had left a part of me, it went to missing
Push start Mercedes, let's hop inside then we hitting it, ayy
We leave in the Benz and pull off in a Wraith
Brand-new Mercedes, she doing the race
Open the Glock, I'ma shoot at his face
Fuck from the back, put that hoe in her place
Stepping up, leave, I bought the ounces in ya
Every show on the road, I go strapped with a K
I'm alone in the room, I got a house in the air
I told lil' shawty I'm gone, gotta go catch a plate
Late nights to the early morning, she gon' go and get it
Plus we got something in common, she on the road to riches
Everything that you wanted, I granted all your wishes
I told her, "Shawty I love her" but my heart in the trenches
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
She telling me I need to chill it off them Perkys
Deep in these streets, she praying, can't nobody hurt me
Look at lil' shawty, I swear to God, she the baddest
She stand up and turn around, I swear she look the best
She say that Quando the realest and I'm like, "Really, really?"
And every time I be spitting, she say that I'm the illest
She wrote me letters in prison, telling me how she miss me
Karma ain't none of my bitches, I was blowing these kisses
I told lil' shawty I love her, and she like, "Ah, for real?"
She remind me of my mother, and I'm like, "Ya, for real?"
She super bad and 'bout a bag, she want it all for real
Any time I'm feeling sad, she wanna call for real
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
Ayy, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Quando Rondo, nigga
Go Griz (hmm-mm)
Hey, one on one, oh nigga
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
There's something about you, I just can't explain the feeling
Every time we argue, you hate to explain your feelings
When you had left a part of me, it went to missing
Push start Mercedes, let's hop inside then we hitting it, ayy
We leave in the Benz and pull off in a Wraith
Brand-new Mercedes, she doing the race
Open the Glock, I'ma shoot at his face
Fuck from the back, put that hoe in her place
Stepping up, leave, I bought the ounces in ya
Every show on the road, I go strapped with a K
I'm alone in the room, I got a house in the air
I told lil' shawty I'm gone, gotta go catch a plate
Late nights to the early morning, she gon' go and get it
Plus we got something in common, she on the road to riches
Everything that you wanted, I granted all your wishes
I told her, "Shawty I love her" but my heart in the trenches
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
She telling me I need to chill it off them Perkys
Deep in these streets, she praying, can't nobody hurt me
Look at lil' shawty, I swear to God, she the baddest
She stand up and turn around, I swear she look the best
She say that Quando the realest and I'm like, "Really, really?"
And every time I be spitting, she say that I'm the illest
She wrote me letters in prison, telling me how she miss me
Karma ain't none of my bitches, I was blowing these kisses
I told lil' shawty I love her, and she like, "Ah, for real?"
She remind me of my mother, and I'm like, "Ya, for real?"
She super bad and 'bout a bag, she want it all for real
Any time I'm feeling sad, she wanna call for real
I know it ain't easy tryna love a thug
You say that you need me, telling lies under your breath
I got your back through whatever, if you call, I'm pulling up
Girl, we in this forever, at least, I thought that's what it was
It don't matter, whenever, girl, you know I'm pulling up
Clutching my heavy metal, I fill my glizzy up with slugs
I know sometimes it get stressful when you feeling so deep in love
But baby girl, you so special, I fill your pockets up with dough, ayy
Ayy, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Quando Rondo, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Tyquian Bowman, Kevin Andre Price, Darryl Lorenzo Clemons
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