I Ain't Hard to Find

歌詞

If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already I got that paper in them rubber bands Stacked up And I got somethin' hidden in the stash Wrapped up If you see purple in my cup That mean I'm leanin' tough I got them haters on my back So I be strapped up I'm in a league of my own While them haters throwin' stones But my mind on cash I'm in the zone I'm grippin' wood And tippin' chrome I'm well known My wrist is Rocky like Stalone Southlea is where I roam The champ is here And there is no clone Off top I'm well respected on many blocks So I'm pullin' hunnies and smashin' cocks Knockin' these broads up out they socks I'm in the hood like wig shops Look close, I ain't hard to spot I'm right there at that gamblin' spot Stackin' up a fat knot So if you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already I'm a block burner like Lil Wayne Revisin' the game like King James The heads turnin' like Slim Thug chain I'm bangin' hooks like Sugar Shane I'm throwed off like Major Payne Talkin' shit like Clubber Lang These boys talkin' down on the name But they all washed up like Eddie Kane The slab roof like David Blaine Why's that? It disappear like magic Glock 19, made of plastic Might stretch you out just like elastic I stay up on my toes 'Til the day that my casket close Bankrolls and fine hoes Fancy cars and starch clothes Weed cigars and Moet rolls Pints of Barr and kushy dro Dime collector outside the club In candy toy with the trunk exposed Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew Roll with us or you'll get ran through We loved by few, and still true Let me tell y'all just what it do If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already It's Hustle-town Texas I do this for the streets Grindin' with no sleep Because that paper what I seek That hatin' need to cease I'm evadin' the police And I been hustlin' since Hulk Hogan Body-slammed the Iron Sheik My flow is outta sight But them boys is all hype They can't see me up on the mic So they be hatin' me out of spite Some potent purple Sprite I done paid my dues Out hear the strong survive But the weak end up on Fox news Sleepless nights with burner in hand 'Cause nowadays them jackers plot Jealousy turn friends to foes I'm packin' Glocks around the clock Stackin' knots and mackin' hoes Chasin' paper and ridin' vogues Get that dough what I propose On 5-9-double-O So if you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already If you're lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find Know'm sayin'? I'll be right there posted on that 59 Already I got a burner in my lap at all times Know'm sayin'? And a bag of sticky-icky green limes Already