Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Easy Money, artist - Wrekonize. Album song The War Within, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.06.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Easy Money |
| Yeah, I know you |
| You from that, you from that group, right? |
| I’ve seen y’all going all around the country and shit |
| Y’all got it poppin' right now, shit |
| How does it feel to blow up, man? |
| You got that easy money, shit |
| Lemme get my grind on I been moving like a cyclone |
| Through the years keep my rhyme strong |
| All to eat and keep the motherfucking lights on |
| What your problem is shit we got jobs |
| Will saying that they just high profile |
| Speaking to eat and keeping the street |
| Under your feet whenever kids |
| Are trying to beef cause they got no style |
| I see you touring the show making the thickest of women get low |
| Must be the shit so motherfucking legit |
| To get a grip from the hip exit get the dough |
| Shit I got boo coo fees to relieve |
| I ain’t free still gotta pay taxes |
| Still gotta meet Uncle Sam’s demand |
| And god damn still hide a couple stacks under the mattress |
| 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 nuttin' but a thing cause it ain’t really |
| No such thing as easy money |
| I don’t care what they say |
| No such thing as easy money |
| I don’t care what they say |
| 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 |
| Money will come and go quicker than the air that’s gets up into your lungs |
| Breathing heavier than normal and it’s steady for months |
| My lady just wanna see me more than a second for once |
| It’s a fucked up game full of pain huh we all working through the process |
| My conditioning’s conditioned cause I’m steady on a mission |
| For the better life and getting all these objects obsessed |
| What a life, we all paying a price to be bathed in the light |
| I been wanting to know if you feeling alien tonight |
| Cause I never really seem to feel that safe in the sights |
| Wall Street fucks with they suit and the tie |
| Getting bread but to get it they be losing they pride |
| Always kept cool even when they ruin my tide |
| I’ve always envied those who just came out to shoot at the sky |
| I been hustling since I was old enough to get a buck |
| And live up to the meaning of a dollar |
| Got a job pushing shopping carts and taking bullshit |
| From a jacked up douche in a collar |
| Huh I was 15 acting like the money would be better |
| For the status of my karma |
| But nothing’s easy and I keep telling my momma |
| See everybody wanna be the man |
| With the master plan that’s on the top |
| They want the cars, want the clothes |
| Want the broads and the bottles to pop |
| But when ya sittin' out on the throne |
| Laid back chillin' being the king |
| With the watch and the chain and the pinky ring |
| You better watch your back for all the hate it bring |
| See everybody goon love yo ass |
| When you broke as a joke and you not a threat |
| But soon as you get that bread and you start turning heads |
| Watch how jealous they get |
| When your status is elevated |
| You kind of made it and you get some change |
| If they don’t get what they think they suppose to get |
| Then motherfuckers start acting strange |
| Pointing fingers, talking down |
| Acting funny when you come around |
| Next thing you know you the talk of the town |
| Use to have a smile, now you got a frown |
| You ain’t know that’s the price of fame |
| And that’s what it cost to be in this game |
| You better be built for it or stay in your lane, mayne |