CEO Trayle - U Made It Hard lyrics

(Stribb on the beat)

Yeah, they say this shit was
Supposed to be easy, But you made it hard
She probably got a couple purses
But she played her part
Yeah, they just got the okay from
Me to spray his dogs
I was just dancin' with the devil
So I played the dog
We ain't comin' out at day
Amiris hold my Glock, We skate
I'm sorry for this wait
Yeah, plug just came, dropped
Off this load, said
"Sorry for this weight"
Yeah, it was just me and my lil' boy
Been countin' this shit all day

Ayy, ayy, hold your Glocks in the air
Shoot a nigga if he stare
Nigga can't tell me shit, he wasn't there
Yeah, I'ma shoot for myself
Ayy, it was quiet, did this shit like Steph
Thirty them shots like Steph
Ayy, nigga, don't worry about Big Boss C4
Nigga better try protect hisself
Ayy, ayy, nigga, this shit too easy
Uh, nigga, this shit too easy, Uh
Nigga, we get too greasy ayy, I was in the
Hellcat pullin' on Bleveland
Ayy, I done did all this
You wouldn't believe it
Ayy, and if I up this
You wouldn't've seen it
Gang finna come beat down his
Block, then double back, This shit the remix
Ayy, I was just Big Boss Backdoor kickin' it
Ayy, I don't even trust this nigga
He fidgetin'
Ayy, and if she ain't fuck me, no biggity
And if she did fuck me, she sick of me
You must've thought I ain't have
My blick on me
Ayy, shoot 'til it's crickets
But ain't no Jiminy
Ayy, and I ain't feelin' this bitch
She feelin' me
Ayy, pussy-ass niggas still tryna
Get rid of me, 4

Yeah, they say this shit was
Supposed to be easy, But you made it hard
She probably got a couple purses
But she played her part
Yeah, they just got the okay from
Me to spray his dogs
I was just dancin' with the devil
So I played the dog i don't give a fuck how
You feel 'bout the world, This shit is ours
Ayy, you know niggas be bad for business
Get that shit dissolved
I don't give a fuck about no image, nigga
I been the boss

Nigga, this AMG got twin exhaust
Ayy, yeah, I rap, but I spinned of course
Ayy, she suck dick until she get hoarse
If you need to clique up, that mean you lost
Ayy, unc' was supposed to
Give me his Porsche
They was just posted with me in them wards
My shoulder, my pants think was Lé Was
That new motherfucker only got two doors
Nigga know my crib got two backdoors
Me and my crib, we live by codes
He thought it was in, but he got Zoed
Nigga ain't my friend
Tryna beef 'bout hoes
Nigga, me and my brothers goin' in on 'bows
First L, dropped four, now Fendi my clothes
Nigga backdoored him, nigga backdoored them
Nigga, I'ma keep backdoorin' 'til
I get old
Ayy, I was the first kicker, you remember?
Tried do a stickup, we ain't get him
Went to his location, I remember
Ayy, Backdoor been kicked since the beginning
Popped out, twin Glocks, so we twinning
Opped out, kick rocks 'fore I kill him
Ayy, hanging the dead bodies from the ceiling
Ayy, 4 make a real riot in the prison