Aint Easy
It ain't easy
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna to leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Outta town
State switch
Keep a bad b*itch with a Brazilian lift
Stay lit on some crazy shit
Got get rich like money making mitch
I stay in my zone
Try to stay in my zone
She be in her feelings off the Avion
Hard to give a fuck because I'm way to gone
I'm so gone tell the bartender mix some sprite with some Deleon
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Why b*itches always telling lies bout they government
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Find me in the section like a thug
It ain't easy
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Heard they busy tryna make beef right now
Know some niggas hungry in the streets right now
Speed dial
Speed dial
If I gotta slide on sh*t
I be at home with the kids
Talk to god like I don't know who did it
Sometimes you gotta blame it on the grind
That's what turnt me to a loose screw
I been living my life looking like who's who
Only thing I've ever knowns the money never stop
Wake up gotta get straight to it
Hard to get em to believe until your sliding with no top
Everyday show you if you made for it
It ain't easy
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Why b*itches always telling lies bout they government
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Find me in the section like a thug
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna to leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Outta town
State switch
Keep a bad b*itch with a Brazilian lift
Stay lit on some crazy shit
Got get rich like money making mitch
I stay in my zone
Try to stay in my zone
She be in her feelings off the Avion
Hard to give a fuck because I'm way to gone
I'm so gone tell the bartender mix some sprite with some Deleon
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Why b*itches always telling lies bout they government
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Find me in the section like a thug
It ain't easy
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Heard they busy tryna make beef right now
Know some niggas hungry in the streets right now
Speed dial
Speed dial
If I gotta slide on sh*t
I be at home with the kids
Talk to god like I don't know who did it
Sometimes you gotta blame it on the grind
That's what turnt me to a loose screw
I been living my life looking like who's who
Only thing I've ever knowns the money never stop
Wake up gotta get straight to it
Hard to get em to believe until your sliding with no top
Everyday show you if you made for it
It ain't easy
What they don't understand it ain't easy
Some niggas tried to cut me off
But now they need me
Still ain't no love lost for nobody tryna leave me
Cause you know we outside still popping champagne
We still them niggas that get turnt up off the drank yeah
Girl I'm still that nigga that'll Cartier your frames yeah
Cut off the feelings and make a million off pain bitch
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Why b*itches always telling lies bout they government
Get the club lit
Get the club lit
Find me in the section like a thug
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Writer(s): Ellis Thomas
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