raeboomer - Too Easy

Ridin with my niggas
Same shit ain’t nothin’ different
Thankful that I grew up with that father figure
Bitches get to boucin’ like Tigger nigga
Wanna be a singer & a rapper
Gotta earn my wings before the rapture
& you might think that I forgot about my people
If you my homie then I’ll see ya when I see ya
Wanna make a song with Justin Bieber
Fuck that, I’m goin when he tell me where to meet him
Gotta be specific when we orderin for pizza
& with all these girls around me can I get a fuckin breather?¿
Hold up!
If she say that she don’t like me don’t believe her
Cause I’m the nicest make her onomatopoeia
You playin games you want that “momma momma mia”
Alright, come over
Here’s your controller
You wanna play them games pop in 2K & I’ll show ya
I’m a cool little nigga I would’ve been featured on Oprah
Sittin on her sofa or maybe jumpin like Tom Cruise
Bout some news, I finished school, expensive books we don’t use
I’m just here to tell the truth
Why you rappin bout fake niggas when they realer than you
Nobody was fucking with me so I made me a booth
In my bedroom & I eat, shit, & sleep in it too
I’m always tryna find out what love is
Thankful I have people to lead me in the right path
I’m always tryna find out what love is
So tell them hoes to get away with they hoein ass
Them bitches runnin they mouth
Wtf they talkin about
Cause we just runnin em out yeah we just runnin em out
& I’m never of my grind yo grind rust
In gang we trust
If you lookin for me you can find me
I’m just
Ridin with my niggas
Same shit ain’t nothin’ different
Thankful that I grew up with that father figure
Bitches get to boucin’ like Tigger nigga
Wanna be a singer & a rapper
Gotta earn my wings before the rapture
& you might think that I forgot about my people
If you my homie then I’ll see ya when I see ya
Ridin with my niggas
Same shit ain’t nothin’ different
Thankful that I grew up with that father figure, father figure
Bitches get to boucin’ like Tigger nigga
Wanna be a singer & a rapper, & a rapper
Gotta earn my wings before the rapture
& you might think that I forgot about my people
If you my homie then I’ll see ya when I see ya nigga, uh

Written by:
Raelyn Cluse

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