PIMPIN AINT EASY

My luck is better than ever
Hate don't phase me, never
Feel like I might be the best
I feel like I'll only get better
Had to put hoes on a schedule
This many hoes ain't regular
I go by Young T. Edison
I made the team some lettermans
Just to remind 'em we ball
Just to remind 'em we ball (and this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

Baby, we ball (swish)
Baby, I ball (swish)
Just remember (swish)
We ball (swish)

Pimpin' ain't easy
But I make it look so, so easy (so easy)
They don't believe me
My real life like TV (flexin')
Just me and GiGi (flexin')
Just me and KBooo (on God)
How you go around stealin' swag
Then turn around and forget who taught you, you?

It's easy (on God)
I make it look so, so easy (on God)
They don't believe me
My real life like TV (flexin')
Just me and GiGi (on God, flexin')
Just me and KBooo
How you go around stealin' swag
Then turn around and forget who taught you, you?

Can I get this out your way?
I can style, I don't play
Give it to me now, I can't wait
If I fuck now, would I have to pay?
Give me that half a ticket, I'll do a J later

Chauffeur in the Rover
Wockhardt in the yogurt
Neck froze like a Stouffer
Fuck all that chit-chat, let me get in your mind
It's us

Pimpin' ain't easy
But I make it look so, so easy
They don't believe me
My real life like TV (flexin')
Just me and GiGi (flexin')
Just me and KBooo
How you go around stealin' swag
Then turn around and forget who taught you, you?

It's easy
I make it look so, so easy (on God)
They don't believe me
My real life like TV (flexin')
Just me and GiGi (flexin')
Just me and KBooo
How you go around stealin' swag
Then turn around and forget who taught you, you? (On God)



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Leon Ware, Syreeta Annette Wright, Cashmere Lavon Small, Curtis Cortez Jr Robertson
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