U Made It Hard

(Stribb on the beat) Yeah, they say this shit was Supposed to be easy, But you made it hard She probably got a couple purses But she played her part Yeah, they just got the okay from Me to spray his dogs I was just dancin' with the devil So I played the dog We ain't comin' out at day Amiris hold my Glock, We skate I'm sorry for this wait Yeah, plug just came, dropped Off this load, said "Sorry for this weight" Yeah, it was just me and my lil' boy Been countin' this shit all day Ayy, ayy, hold your Glocks in the air Shoot a nigga if he stare Nigga can't tell me shit, he wasn't there Yeah, I'ma shoot for myself Ayy, it was quiet, did this shit like Steph Thirty them shots like Steph Ayy, nigga, don't worry about Big Boss C4 Nigga better try protect hisself Ayy, ayy, nigga, this shit too easy Uh, nigga, this shit too easy, Uh Nigga, we get too greasy ayy, I was in the Hellcat pullin' on Bleveland Ayy, I done did all this You wouldn't believe it Ayy, and if I up this You wouldn't've seen it Gang finna come beat down his Block, then double back, This shit the remix Ayy, I was just Big Boss Backdoor kickin' it Ayy, I don't even trust this nigga He fidgetin' Ayy, and if she ain't f*ck me, no biggity And if she did f*ck me, she sick of me You must've thought I ain't have My blick on me Ayy, shoot 'til it's crickets But ain't no Jiminy Ayy, and I ain't feelin' this bitch She feelin' me Ayy, pussy-ass niggas still tryna Get rid of me, 4 Yeah, they say this shit was Supposed to be easy, But you made it hard She probably got a couple purses But she played her part Yeah, they just got the okay from Me to spray his dogs I was just dancin' with the devil So I played the dog i don't give a f*ck how You feel 'bout the world, This shit is ours Ayy, you know niggas be bad for business Get that shit dissolved I don't give a f*ck about no image, nigga I been the boss Nigga, this AMG got twin exhaust Ayy, yeah, I rap, but I spinned of course Ayy, she suck dick until she get hoarse If you need to clique up, that mean you lost Ayy, unc' was supposed to Give me his Porsche They was just posted with me in them wards My shoulder, my pants think was Lé Was That new motherfucker only got two doors Nigga know my crib got two backdoors Me and my crib, we live by codes He thought it was in, but he got Zoed Nigga ain't my friend Tryna beef 'bout hoes Nigga, me and my brothers goin' in on 'bows First L, dropped four, now Fendi my clothes Nigga backdoored him, nigga backdoored them Nigga, I'ma keep backdoorin' 'til I get old Ayy, I was the first kicker, you remember? Tried do a stickup, we ain't get him Went to his location, I remember Ayy, Backdoor been kicked since the beginning Popped out, twin Glocks, so we twinning Opped out, kick rocks 'fore I kill him Ayy, hanging the dead bodies from the ceiling Ayy, 4 make a real riot in the prison