Lyrics: Tianna Hernandez
Music: Chris Rosser/Timothy Thomas
I make this thing look too easy, don’t I
Make lookin’ good look great, don’t I
Slap a petty (ssh!) in the face, don’t I
Show you how to get to the cake, don’t I
Always slide through with something new, don’t I
Blow the whole mortgage on a shoe, don't I?
Slow mo hoppin’ out the coupe, don’t I
Sayin’ nothin’ if it ain’t true, don’t I
Everything staged, gotta shoot a couple takes upon 'em
They don’t know no better so I did it for the sake of all ’em
Planning on my next move how to pour fake up on ’em
They ain’t wanna give it to me, so I had to take it from ’em
Strength in my numbers see my numbers holding weight now
They ain’t wanna listen, look me in my face now
Head held high, while they standing with they face down
And I’ve been broke and choked and I don’t really like the playground
If I left the bet then there was nothin’ left to keep
They talkin’ hella tough, they all low-key hella sweet
I remember days there was nothing left to eat
So we only had one option we would starve ourselves to sleep, but I
I make this thing look too easy, don’t I
Make lookin’ good look great, don’t I
Slap a petty (ssh!) in the face, don’t I
Show you how to get to the cake, don’t I
Always slide through with something new, don’t I
Blow the whole mortgage on a shoe, don't I
Slow mo hoppin’ out the coupe, don’t I
Sayin’ nothin’ if it ain’t true, don’t I
Yeah, I been up daily
Try make it, I'll make a way
All that flexing don’t amaze me
'Cause we ain’t had shit where we stay
I need a coupla stocks what’s the method
Just show 'em to invest with the bag then extend it
Might leave a couple heads mad if it’s leverage
But we still need time to grow so I get if you offended
Bendo, stop flow, it's still the same math though
If I add it up then I make sure I subtract slow
If I’m walking in then I’m creeping through the back row
Went from living check to check to writing off the tax
I make this thing look too easy, don’t I
Make lookin’ good look great, don’t I
Slap a petty (ssh!) in the face, don’t I
Show you how to get to the cake, don’t I
Always slide through with something new, don’t I
Blow the whole mortgage on a shoe, don't I
Slow mo hoppin’ out the coupe, don’t I
Sayin’ nothin’ if it ain’t true, don’t I