It Ain’t Easy (Bonus Track) lyrics

by

Chuuwee & Trizz


(Chuuwee)
Yo
I be on top of the world with your baby girl
Swimming in your lady n*gga faded with your baby girl
I lost my homies in this lonely and this crazy world
Two of my n*ggas died and all the other ones are jaded

I say they search for payments
I never told these hoes I was the greatest
You can't be mad at me, you see a tweeter, hear them say this
You can't be adding me with no payment wanting a verse
Don't try to gas me up, 'cause I be at the bucks, f*ck the flirting

I drop a rhyme to make a n*gga scream bloody murder
Wanna know if I got beef, I'll bet I eat a n*gga burger off his plate
Put the FortiFlora in his face, hoping I don't catch a case, I heard he's snitching to the state
I heard he "shiboo" when I walk in
Him and his b*tches laming, all of the n*ggas that you hang with
The set that you flame is straight pus*y

But me I'm only trying to do my thing
I swear if you get in my way, you may not ever walk again

(Chorus)
Uh
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nah, nah)
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh-uh)
But we gonna get it in this game please believe me (Yeah)
Trying to make a livin' off this music so it feed me

It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh, nuh)
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh-uh)
But we gonna get it in this game please believe me (Yeah)
Trying to make a living off this music so it feed me (Ugh)


(Trizz)
Yuh
These rap n*ggas got me f*cked up (Yeah?)
f*ck around and get rapped up and dunked punk (Ugh)
You are invited to my room where I f*ck n*ggas up
Rappers said they want a war but scared to come and test they luck (pus*y!)
What, there's about to be another murder scene
Trizz if you ain't heard of me, hot as a burn in third degree
b*tch, talking sh*t'll get you banged on
And I don't even bang I'm always keeping that thing on
Always all safety and loaded so what a save me (Yup!)
n*ggas think I'm crazy but getting caught slipping ain't me! (Nope!)
This is a formal invitation for n*ggas that wanted with yours truly to get wasted (Pah!)

Faggots get killed with no evidence and it's evident
I'm destined to become a f*cking veteran, I'm Hevinson (Straight up)
Out to get the chatty, that fatty Gouda Lafettia
Local Matudor, stupid poopoo sh*t I ain't scared of y'all

b*tch

(Chorus)

It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nah, nah)
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh-uh)
But we gonna get it in this game please believe me (Yeah)
Trying to make a living off this music so it feed me
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh, nuh)
It ain't easy, it ain't easy (Nuh-uh)
But we gonna get it in this game please believe me (Yeah)
Trying to make a living off this music so it feed me

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