Issue No 147 Easy Money Remix Lyrics
Easy Money (Remix) by Issue No. 147
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
(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