[Intro]

Beezy

Yeah, uh-huh

(Woah, yeah, yeah)

(Woah, woah, yeah)

Look, like

[Verse 1]

Couple racks up in my baggy jeans, ayy

We ain't rockin' no Amiri jeans, huh

More Dior, ain't no Billie Jean, nah

Got this Guava Dawg up on my tee, ayy

Yeah, you know we do this properly, ayy

Couple years, we buying property, ayy

Yeah, I know where I gotta be

Like keep going hard, that's the policy

[Chorus]

Shit ain't always easy but it's tuff

Beezy on the beat, you know it's tuff

Key in the ignition then I'm off

Winning, I ain't thinking 'bout a loss

Steady how I'm running up a check

I know you don't wanna see me flex

Tryna put that chain up on my neck

Why you tryna do it like Beck?

[Verse 2]

This a movie and I'm tryna play my part though

You know that we don't even at the start though

My brodie tryna tell me 'bout Cardano

Really tryna hop up in that car though

This a movie and I'm tryna play my part though

You know that we don't even at the start though

My brodie tryna tell me 'bout Cardano

Really tryna hop up in that—, ayy

Nikey on my crep, see the way I rock

Shit be flaming hot, we can't cool it off

We can't cool it off, all I'm tryna see is prof (Mula)

I was feeling lost, then I made my way across

[Chorus]

Shit ain't always easy but it's tuff

Beezy on the beat, you know it's tuff

Key in the ignition then I'm off

Winning, I ain't thinking 'bout a loss

Steady how I'm running up a check

I know you don't wanna see me flex

Tryna put that chain up on my neck

Why you tryna do it like Beck?

[Verse 3]

Shit ain't always easy but it's light (We suffice)

Gotta play a game, you gotta roll the dice

I've been going ham, this ain't no surprise

Aight, if you talking to me, best talk to me nice

Shit ain't always easy but it's bless (I ain't stress)

I still find a way to count another check (Run it up)

Comfy bopping, I keep bubble when I step

Yet, I've been tryna live my life with no regrets

Just a youngin tryna turn into a boss (What's the cost?)

Tell me that and then I'll fucking pay it off

Cook it up and then you know I'm going off (Going off)

I bring the water, better fucking get a mop

[Chorus]

Shit ain't always easy but it's tuff

Beezy on the beat, you know it's tuff

Key in the ignition then I'm off

Winning, I ain't thinking 'bout a loss

Steady how I'm running up a check

I know you don't wanna see me flex

Tryna put that chain up on my neck

Why you tryna do it like Beck?

[Outro]

You have to be yourself

Because, 'long as they fucking with you for what you doing, it's not gonna go outta style

Motherfuckers know what you gon' do, your shit is always, it's like-

Bread can't go outta style, because you need it for a sandwich, you know what I'm saying?

It don't matter, that shit can't go outta style

They all gon' come out with ways to make a different sandwich, y'all gon' stuff it with different shit

Put shit on the bread, but the bread there, you know what I'm saying?

So, if you carve your lane out like that and become a staple, motherfuckers are gonna have to fuck with you