SLIMM CALHOUN

SLIMM CALHOUN - It Ain't Easy lyrics

rate me

Atlanta's hip-hop music industry is bringing

in millions of dollars to the metro area, area.

[Hook: x2]

It's like bounce, rock, skate

Rock up, roll and get the papes

Slice the cakes and spread love thru this Peach state

Hit the first one like the sweepstakes

And we gon all eat cheese steaks

Believe me, it ain't easy, to get cheesy, what, what

[Slimm]

Stakes high, my hands dirty

I'm a big lick drilla quick flip gorilla for scrilla

Blue chipper with more shine than the big dipper

Spit dinero game fuck the hero fame

Went from wild to tame, just for change

Still a lustful brain for thangs like cold chains

Crush grapes and grain but the key is to maintain

Some dare to be different some dare to be dumber

Bleeps and blunders got you stuck in slumber

I'll a wake that ass like thunder

Thudding on the late night, on point like a steak knife

Keep the game tight, from the Dirty, fuck a fair fight

Cause of static my monetary status

Situations get tragic when I got to have it

Destructive like Turkish earthquakes

I'm selfish got to have the pie and the whole cake

Working non-stop no breaks for the house on the lake

All for the love of the Peach state, yeah nigga, GA, GA, GA

[Hook: x2]

It's like bounce, rock, skate

Rock up, roll and get the papes

Slice the cakes and spread love thru this Peach state

Hit the first one like the sweepstakes

And we gon all eat cheese steaks

Believe me, it ain't easy, to get cheesy, what, what

[Backbone]

Stay working in the late, that's right, stay right

On a money making mission to the break of daylight

Swerve the ride, serve to survive

Everyday that be the forte

Lay in the cut, never take a shawt buck, believe that

Where the weed at roll up, see yeen got cha money right

Partna gotta hold up, Sho nuff see business is business

I gotta bend a corner in a minute

Smash the gas, stash the cash

Keep it to the flo

Gotta stay on they ass, can't give 'em no leeway

Smoked out on the freeway

Chevrolet wit the brains blowed Congal and Dro

Yeen know, so hence fro the

We gone ball y'all till the reign

Fall and when they reign

Fall we gone ball y'all

A yes, yes y'all

[Hook: x2]

It's like bounce, rock, skate

Rock up, roll and get the papes

Slice the cakes and spread love thru this Peach state

Hit the first one like the sweepstakes

And we gon all eat cheese steaks

Believe me, it ain't easy, to get cheesy, what, what

[Slimm]

Boy I'm spit shine nickel clean dead serious bout this pickle green

Make moves then we shake the scene

Rule one is to know your team

To avoid infiltration of your cream

Cause all sleepers get is a dream

And that's on everything in between

From the Remy X-O to the Monte Cristos

Rapped around crypto but never too good to blow

A fifty-dollar O of Jam Toe you know sucka boy play Rambo

Get sliced off the hambone its Slimm and Slick Backbone

We get the track blown

For a dollar Calhoun Scholar in a Caprice or Impala

Watch these hoes holler

See it take bread to make bread, we only count in grands

I'm trying to stack like the Sultan of Sudan

For a 500 Sedan and a spot in the sands

God Damn!

[Hook: x3]

It's like bounce, rock, skate

Rock up, roll and get the papes

Slice the cakes and spread love thru this Peach state

Hit the first one like the sweepstakes

And we gon all eat cheese steaks

Believe me, it ain't easy, to get cheesy, what, what

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