Rob49 - Pimpin' Ain't Easy

(Goddamn, Lavon, you made this?)
Yeah, I kicked all my fours out, I can't forget about that 9
Yeah, real P pushin'
Bad ho fucker (
Bringin' a lot of money over here, I be tryna tell them niggas
Don't bring ya bitch 'round me
Don't bring ya bitch 'round gang and 'nem
They gon' take care of her for a hundred years

Yeah, keep tellin' them bitches I'm done with trappin', I ain't goin' back (yeah)
But if he got some good numbers on 'Za I'ma flood they ass (yeah)
Took that risk and I got rich, I know they mad I got that bag (yeah)
Step on necks, don't let them breath and I was turnt before this rap (yeah)
I ain't get my point across (alright)
If they know me, they know Big 49, he gon' get 'em off (get 'em off)
The biggest boss, I say that shit 'cause I ain't take no fronts (yeah)
Buy her whatever she want, the VC8, the engine in the back (yeah)
The trunk inside the front (yeah)
CPN, bought him a new whip, flexin' hard as shit (yeah)
Beat his case, goin' back again behind CPN (yeah)
I ain't never show no fear, I talk that shit I really live
If this fit cost ten thousand dollars, I'ma wear this for a year (yeah)

I heard Jeezy fought the seals (yeah)
My uncle, Pimp, taught me to play hoes, that's why we call him Pimp (yeah)
If it ain't about that cash, about no bag, don't move your lips (yeah)
I fly her out, she ain't from here, I got her off my Insta'
Who said pimpin' wasn't easy? (Yeah)

Yeah (yeah)
Got her off my Insta', who said pimpin' wasn't easy? (Yeah)
Mm (load it up)
Yeah, shit (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)

It's just somethin' 'bout them niggas that I don't like, mm (yeah)
It's just somethin' 'bout them niggas, every time they come out, make me tight (yeah)
He make that face and Big 49 could tell he lyin' (could tell he lyin')
Say he trappin', say he movin' 'bows, but I know niggas broke
Yeah (yeah), made a couple chops, now he think he Chapo (now hew think he Chapo)
On God, still hustlin' with that white like Griselda Blanco (Griselda Blanco, yeah)
A hundred thousand dollars, I can count that with my eyes closed (yeah)
I was payin' for that sauce, that's why I always charge 'em, yeah (that's why I always charge 'em)

Big 49, Big 4GOD (yeah)
Crazy man
Biggest in this shit (uh)
Stop playin' with the biggest (yeah)
How you niggas get stepped on, yeah (yeah)

Written by:
Artem Raschepkin, Ivan Vasilev, Robert Thomas

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