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too easy (remix) - luh soldier lyrics

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[intro]
(wheezy outta here)
yeah, it’s soldier
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
i be ballin’ every season, your b*tch want my s*m*n
pull down on you, get to squeezin’, don’t give me a reason (grrrrah)
i’m so cold my heart a neiman, life a fetish, sh*t uneven (yeah, yeah)
so i’m ridin’ with my heathens, catch me with my demons (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
life ain’t no game, no, still with my same hoe, ayy
when you drippin’ they gon’ hate that’s how the game go (yeah)
my life is a movie, this sh*t extra packed
how i cut a b*tch right out of my life, like, “f*ck a answer back”, don’t answer that

[verse]
get them f*ck n*ggas out your circle, they ain’t ridin’ for you (ridin’)
and they might boost your head up, but is they slime for you? (they slime)
soldier steppin’ in designer, hundred dollar liner
i’m growin’ diamonds, make it rain, kick b*tches out the line*up
dope boy fresher than a menace, that’s how soldier go (yeah)
ballin’ harder than a b*tch, and i be clean as some soap (as some soap)
no disrespect to young wunna but i know i’m a gunner (grrah)
f*ck her good and buy her prada, i f*cked up her frontal (yeah)
least that i could do (do), no way i’m number two (two)
and i’m gon’ ride for you as long as you gon’ ride for you (ride for you)
how you gon’ slide for me when you won’t even slide for you? (slide for you)
and get to talkin’ over time, but that’s what time’ll do (yeah)
once you show me i can’t count on you, you gots to go (gots to go)
i’m talkin’ right now, get your sh*t, ’cause dawg, you gots to go
you can’t [?] the jet with me ’cause i am not your boy (yeah)
n*gga, slide my street, it ain’t disguised a street, it’s not a toy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
rich n*gga, still gon’ f*ck a hood b*tch, yeah, yeah
why the f*ck i’m lyin’ to you? i’m hood rich, yeah, yeah
my car done numbers, i got pounds under this hood, b*tch (yeah, b*tch)
she suck my d*ck, do what i say, oh that’s a good b*tch
word around my neck, this sh*t attract the fifth
that is my lil’ shooter so i bought his ass a stick, at every show with a bl!ck
a lil’ n*gga in the kitchen, he ain’t fixin’ grits, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
every show i’m at you know i got that bl!ck, bl!ck, bl!ck
[chorus]
i be ballin’ every season, your b*tch want my s*m*n (want my s*m*n)
pull down on you, get to squeezin’, don’t give me a reason (grrah)
i’m so cold my heart a neiman, life a fetish, sh*t uneven
so i’m ridin’ with my heathens, catch me with my demons (with my demons)
life ain’t no game, no, still with my same hoe, ayy (yeah)
when you drippin’ they gon’ hate that’s how the game go (yeah)
my life is a movie, this sh*t extra packed
how i cut a b*tch right out of my life, like, “f*ck a answer back”, don’t answer that (yeah)

[outro]
is you gon’ bl!ck for me?
is you gon’ scope for me?
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*tch, is you gon’ go for me?
is you gon’ scope for me?
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*tch, it’s soldier
(wheezy outta here)

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