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easy - young hrt lyrics

[verse 1]
my youngin wanna get rich and i told him let’s do it
show out for the kids that is who i influence
investing in assets my interest accruing
he still in the trap he just gotta get through it
i showed him a way what we did wit’ thе music
a legend a hero i’m lеading da movement
coulda been my beyoncé she a bird so she blew it
what i got touched by god so i really can’t lose it
hope you having mo’ guns if you play wit’ us cause we get mistaken for army or navy
everyday a new check i’m stacking it up i got em’ all thinkin i’m having a baby
you ever seen commas i’m f*ckin’ it up half of my phone be calling to pay me
all of these strangers be showing me love it’s really a blessing i make em’ go crazy
birkin bag stand tall fill it wall to wall bae tell me what it cost
paying out my dawgs trench babies ball still gang john wall
papers wrote up heard he involved aw naw he flaw
can’t talk to law that’s law
ice on me f*ck up my jaw
[hook]
made this look easy
i just linked yo b*tch at the spot tell her come squeeze me
my dawg mind never left the trenches do em’ greasy
he make 100 sum’ a day his head still peasy
got rich they treat me
like they need me

[verse 2]
only thing bucket bout’ this lamb is them custom seats in the back
whip so fast make you say “d*mn” try not to spill out the ash
ain’t got no heart love a scam i left it all in the trap
she say “you him” told her “yes mam” go 1 if the hood had a draft
gemstones give me clarity i see it now they all hoes
none of my cars got pairs of keys my driveway it’s all rolls
they seen my hood they scared of me like how he make it out that hole
i shed a tear we made it g before checks i had hope
f*ck up lots cop 6 new headers
she want red like the nip blue better
hate being broke it fit you better
sweat no hoe she trip you dead her
if i got barretta’s then you got barretta’s what’s mine is yours times 2
and i’m getting cheddar then you getting cheddar that’s obvious you my dude

[hook]
made this look easy
i just linked yo b*tch at the spot tell her come squeeze me
my dawg mind never left the trenches do em’ greasy
he make 100 sum’ a day his head still peasy
got rich they treat me
like they need me
[verse 3]
hold up hold up hold up hold up
think i spotted an opp when i roll up
selling out spots i’m the goat to promoters
can’t catch her breath when i’m wearing a choker
cut all the bulbs catch a lightshow
100 racks plus that’s a light load
up it start shooting he might pose
she love me start matching all my clothes
who f*ckin’ it up like we f*ck it up
b*tch n0body
she told me y’all falling off you ain’t gangster enough
got no bodies
i’m wit’ them soliders want war to start
hrt got hrt
yo body is art
break down the draco it pull apart
i like yo arch
go fill up yo cart
i put mo’ time then rolex in this music trenches taught me value patience
if you wanna run down you can do it just know that i’m armed and dangerous
god gave me sum’ i can’t lose it never fall off dawg we made it
she broke my heart she tried to bruise it now we here i know she hate it

- young hrt lyrics

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