Easy Money

Don't know how to write this
I been tryna fight this
If I roll my weed up
I'ma call my side bitch
I tell her to drive in
She pull up, I dive in
We put in a nightshift
Mornin' she be hidin'
I roll up and light this
I don't care
She just want some side dick
When I'm there
She don't even like me
She don't stay
I don't even like me
Anyway
Then you call me excited
You don't know what I did
You say that you love me
It's so fucking tiring
I'd get you a diamond
But I'm hearing sirens
In my head I'm flyin'
In my heart I'm cryin'
She said I don't want your love
Cause it's easy money
Oh baby I wan't you because
I need you to love me
And I don't want you ridin' with the coupe top down
When you drive me round Hollywood
You don't gotta smoke now, I would throw your weed out if I could
You don't gotta stunt cause you never been the one for your dough
Please come back, if you're coming home baby let me know
She said I don't want your love (she said I don't want your money)
Cause it's easy money (yeah it's easy money yeah I know)
Oh baby I wan't you because (she said I want you because I)
I need you to love me
And I don't want you ridin' with the coupe top down
When you drive me round Hollywood
You don't gotta smoke now, I would throw your weed out if I could
You don't gotta stunt cause you never been the one for your dough
Please come back, if you're coming home baby let me know
Told her please don't walk away from me
After all I wanted for you
I said I don't wanna lose your love
Right when my dreams came true
But I'll be gone
I'll be runnin' after money when my time keeps runnin' out
You're the one
But your love kept comin' when I left and you been alone
Guess I was wrong
You were everything I wanted and I never fuckin' let it out
I was wrong
Wrong



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Douglas Paisley
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