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Make It Look Easy Lyrics by Berner (feat. Lil Durk)

 

Bah

GOTTI

I hate to clash with n*****

Attitude bad, I don’t last with n*****

Lost her son, bring flowers with her

Take me down, won’t allow you n*****

I got mad with the one I live with ’cause she ain’t let me slide on n*****

Screamin’ murders just to get some views, the feds won’t grab ’em n*****

Eight-ball stuffed in my PSDs

Get my weed from P and G

Dangerous, that shit PnB

Fucked up, ate a PBJ

I get drank from a CNA

Hate when a killer leave DNA

Put a bag on you, they’ll kill you in a day

Got in my bag, better get out my way, they’ll burn you

Need weed, call Berner on a burner (What up?)

Cook C, then hit it like Turner

I get greazy like J-Money

Too easy, shit was like Gunna

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Talked to Bella, I ain’t breakin’ my promise

Freak bitch put a hole in my condom

Had the hood get hot like a sauna

Hope bro don’t die this summer

You know, I prefer the harder way

Hard, it’s hard

Oh (Yeah, but we make it look easy)

It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, oh (We make it look easy)

It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, oh (We make it look easy)

It’s hard (It’s hard), it’s hard (It’s hard, we make it look easy)

I got forty ones for forty-one

Lost two hun’, what a horrible run

Fresh bag, though, got more to come

Army trucks, so grab more than one

Late night, when I sleepwalk, I hear the streets talkin’ (I hear the streets talkin’)

It’s hard out here, they don’t eat often

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Told ’em stay low, keep the heat often

From twenty likes to a hundred plus, I had to run it up (Run it up)

Made ten mil’, then I doubled up

On the good one, no double cup

We fly cash when the mail’s hot

Six bitches on Southwest

Money orders, big faces

Been five days without rest

I’m out West on the Bay Bridge

Just grabbed the keys to my eighth crib

Life’s a trip, take a sip

Pour the rest, I’m sick of stress

More commas, I’m back tweakin’

Pack shippin’ in big trucks

Stash house is in London now

Had to go big, couldn’t give it up (Couldn’t give it up)

I’m big dog, we smoke different

From breakin’ hoes and coke flippin’

And two B’s, we boast different (We boast different)

Big dog, we smoke different

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From breakin’ hoes and coke flippin’

And two B’s, we boast different (We boast different, yeah)

You know, I prefer the harder way

Hard, it’s hard

Oh (Yeah, but we make it look easy)

It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, oh (We make it look easy)

It’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard, oh (We make it look easy)

It’s hard (It’s hard), it’s hard (It’s hard, we make it look easy)


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