Wrekonize

Wrekonize - Easy Money (Remix) lyrics

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Feat. Bun B, RiFF RaFF & Jackie Chain

(Hook)

No such thing as easy money

I don't care what they say x2

No such thing as easy money

Still, I spend it away

Let 'em hate

Easy money, I don't care what they say

There's no such thing as easy

(Verse)

Lemme get my grind on

I been movin' like a cyclone

Through the years, keep the rhyme strong

All that eatin', keep the mothefuckin' lights on

What yo problem is? Sure we got jobs

We said enough, it's just high profile

We came to eat, we keepin' the street under yo feet

The kids are tryna repeat, cause they have no style

I see you twerkin' the show, makin' we think it's the woman get low

Plus, we the shit, so motherfuckin' legit,

So get the grip from the hip, exit, get the dough

Shit, I got bufu, things to a leave

I ain't free, still gotta pay taxes

Gotta meet uncle Sam's demand,

And goddamn, still got a couple stacks under the matrice

What you think this is?

You really think I got balls in the lotto

You think I got a money tree full of leaves

And I bleed out green got a cellar full of bottles?

This is life, ain't it?

Money come, money go, cause it quite tainted

All nothin' but a thing, cause it ain't really

(Hook)

No such thing as easy

(Verse)

See, er'body wanna be the man, wit the master plan that's on the top

They want the cars, want the clothes, want the hoes and the bottles to pop

And when you sit there on the dong, laid back, chillin'

Man the cane, make the watch and the chain and the bank you reign

Betta watch ya back for all the hater rain

See, everybody gon' love ya ass,

When you broke like a joke and you're not a threat

As soon as you get that bread and you start runnin' heads

Watch out! Jealous they get

When yo status is elevated, kinda made it and you get some change

If they don't get what they think they supossed to get

Then motherfuckers start actin' strange

Pointin' fingers, talkin' down, actin' funny when you come around

Next thing you know, you the top of the town,

Used to have a spine, now you gotta frown

You betta go, that's the bus of fame, and that's what it cost to be in this game

You betta be built for the stingy lane

(Hook)

No such thing as easy money

I don't care what they say x2

No such thing as easy money

Still, I spend it away

Let 'em hate

Easy money, I don't care what they say

There's no such thing as easy

(Verse)

It ain;t easy, that it partain, I can lock the breeze in

Ice so cold, like it's winter season

Froze my gas in when I was breathin'

Hover flame version, eight hours sleepin'

And in Australia think I ain't leavin'?!

X (???), all my shirts are sleeveless

Off the wizz comin' of the deep end

Kinda stop my shine, wish they could be me

I don't need friend, meet me on the week-end

In my tour-bus, I land in Cleavland

On my nick shit, I ain't stressin'

The red carpet? Red game of leaden

I go and flow with the Gucci pant on

I don't want yo girlfriend cause she not attractive

Stacking up the paper simply mathematics

(Verse)

Money comes and money goes

Why you spending all yo G's on hoes?

I keep standing on my tippie-toes

Stackin' this dough

Hip take like meat, baby, (???) flow

Split game one time, be back in yo home

Start fol another cut with that lavady glow

Poor noff fo' none of ya scavanger hoes

Actin' motherfuckin' chain, Alabama fo' sure

Huss veal, so thrill

Heavy car, got a hammer wood wheel

Gotta hustle cause I gotta pay the bills

Got pot, now I gotta go to jail

You talk about easy money, but you still sellin' dope

I'm doin' shows, so get you a verse, I get you a bough

Cause

(Hook)

No such thing as easy money

I don't care what they say x2

No such thing as easy money

Still, I spend it away

Let 'em hate

Easy money, I don't care what they say

There's no such thing as easy

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