That's Easy
Boss you up, that's easy
Put you on, that's easy
Know you're used to them selfish niggas, baby, but I'm not one of them
Go on and pick your SUV or Benz, you can get one of them
Tell your ex quit callin' 'fore I smash him
Yeah, nigga keep it pushin'
Cop you Ricky, that ain't nothin'
Cop you clothes, that ain't nothin', yeah
When I'm with somebody else, you know I'm thinking about you
Showed you how to be a real one, at first you didn't know to
Don't hustle when you with me
When you trippin', that shit's paid for
Don't worry about your rent or none of your bills, that shit paid for
All that late night selling, all that dope, I had to slave for this
Adapted to that lifestyle making them M's, I was made for this
Don't trip lil' bae, I got you, what you need? It ain't a problem
All the time I missed with Izzy and Cyrus, I swear I'm sorry
I can't relate to everyone, I needed somebody
Yeah, corrected all my vibes, I needed discipline
Yeah, late night scamming baby, I'm on that shift again
If I go tonight, I wonder, will I live again?
If they lock me up tonight, girl, will you stick around?
Don't believe none of them bitches, them hoes lie too much
Love it when you use your hands, I swear, I love your touch
They reminiscing on the flower, that shit hurt too much
The streets the ones that nurtured us, I'm grounded 'til I hit the dust
Don't care what that shit cost, then I'ma grab it, I don't give a fuck
Don't care what you done been through girl, I got you, I don't give a fuck
They love and turn to hate but really them niggas wanna be like us
When me and you together, ain't no stopping us
On everything I love, girl, I'm for you (on everything I love)
Boss you up, that's easy
Put you on, that's easy
Know you're used to them selfish niggas, baby, but I'm not one of them
Go on and pick your SUV or Benz, you can get one of them
Tell your ex quit callin' 'fore I smash him
Yeah, nigga keep it pushin'
Cop you Ricky, that ain't nothin'
Cop you clothes, that ain't nothin', yeah
When I'm with somebody else, you know I'm thinking about you
Showed you how to be a real one, at first you didn't know to
Don't hustle when you with me
When you trippin', that shit's paid for
Put you on, that's easy
Know you're used to them selfish niggas, baby, but I'm not one of them
Go on and pick your SUV or Benz, you can get one of them
Tell your ex quit callin' 'fore I smash him
Yeah, nigga keep it pushin'
Cop you Ricky, that ain't nothin'
Cop you clothes, that ain't nothin', yeah
When I'm with somebody else, you know I'm thinking about you
Showed you how to be a real one, at first you didn't know to
Don't hustle when you with me
When you trippin', that shit's paid for
Don't worry about your rent or none of your bills, that shit paid for
All that late night selling, all that dope, I had to slave for this
Adapted to that lifestyle making them M's, I was made for this
Don't trip lil' bae, I got you, what you need? It ain't a problem
All the time I missed with Izzy and Cyrus, I swear I'm sorry
I can't relate to everyone, I needed somebody
Yeah, corrected all my vibes, I needed discipline
Yeah, late night scamming baby, I'm on that shift again
If I go tonight, I wonder, will I live again?
If they lock me up tonight, girl, will you stick around?
Don't believe none of them bitches, them hoes lie too much
Love it when you use your hands, I swear, I love your touch
They reminiscing on the flower, that shit hurt too much
The streets the ones that nurtured us, I'm grounded 'til I hit the dust
Don't care what that shit cost, then I'ma grab it, I don't give a fuck
Don't care what you done been through girl, I got you, I don't give a fuck
They love and turn to hate but really them niggas wanna be like us
When me and you together, ain't no stopping us
On everything I love, girl, I'm for you (on everything I love)
Boss you up, that's easy
Put you on, that's easy
Know you're used to them selfish niggas, baby, but I'm not one of them
Go on and pick your SUV or Benz, you can get one of them
Tell your ex quit callin' 'fore I smash him
Yeah, nigga keep it pushin'
Cop you Ricky, that ain't nothin'
Cop you clothes, that ain't nothin', yeah
When I'm with somebody else, you know I'm thinking about you
Showed you how to be a real one, at first you didn't know to
Don't hustle when you with me
When you trippin', that shit's paid for
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Anthony Puente, Tysen Jay Bolding
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