It Ain't Easy

Lyrics

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
 

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Duration
02:51
Key
8
Tempo
160 BPM

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