W.L.A.K. - Too Easy lyrics

[Hook: Swoope] I'm bored with this music I'm bored with this music This music ya'll giving It's more to this music It's more to this music Than money and women I don't understand, I don't understand why they talk about nothing Tell 'em we don't feel that [Refrain: Swoope] It'd be too easy, to talk about nothing To talk about nothing It'd be too easy, to talk like I'm something I'm ballin, I'm stuntin' It'd be too easy, chasing the fame Playing the game It'd be too easy, but tell 'em we don't feel that No no tell 'em we don't feel them [Hook: Swoope] I'm bored with this music I'm bored with this music This music ya'll giving It's more to this music It's more to this music Than money and women I thought I'm a sinner, but I don't understand Tell 'em we don't feel that [Verse 1: Swoope] Faith said they do it for the money Dre said they do it for the stuntin' 'Crae said they talking about nuthin' Yeah they're wasting this music on nuthin' Nowadays, cats tryin' change up Ain't on the same stuff, trying to get their change up Rapper or Christian, fact or fiction Still screaming Jesus don't matter what you name us Everybody on the label go hard We ain't clouded by your label, no stars We ain't the cats with no bars Listen to the songs, you'll see what I'm saying So nah, so far, I'm feeling like I'm Mozart In between Ye and 'Crae on the flow chart Anything less than the truth is a faux pas I stay down with my (oof) like four paws They're drawing lines in the sand like you have to pick a side Are you chicken? Well, Ima ride with the clan So I guess I'll take the fries, and the biscuit Uh, you think I'm talking about ya'll? I think not, drunk if you think I waste bars to take shots Facts only, everything real in my raps homie Anything less would be too easy [Refrain: Swoope] To talk about nothing To talk about nothing It'd be too easy, to talk like I'm something I'm ballin, I'm stuntin' It'd be too easy, chasing the fame Playing the game It'd be too easy, but tell 'em we don't feel that No no tell 'em we don't feel them [Hook: Swoope] I'm bored with this music I'm bored with this music This music ya'll giving It's more to this music It's more to this music Than money and women I don't understand, I don't understand why they talk about nothing Tell 'em we don't feel that [Verse 2: Alex Faith] Yeah, I've been feeling like, time is running out Everyone around me want me to give or dumb it down I'm sick of all these rappers I ain't feeling what y'all putting out My circle's getting smaller but everybody is cooking now Dre, Corey, Swoope, it's a master cut Never compromise for the ma**es bruh Before and after us, it's still Christ the King Living that life before these lights and screens Before these mics and fiends, before the hype and screams The fans and concerts, the height of dreams I've been about this life for a while By his grace dodging snakes that wanna hate but smile in my face So, one time for the homies, hold up One time for the phonies Everybody is not hip to the difference between you and me But we know (we know) We L.A.K that's a four letter word It's a life, a position, a noun and a verb But that's over your head like ceiling fans You're living to low, we don't feel that fam It's too easy, only make a song to get paid Rap about a life you don't live, you a lame But how I am living is not marketable I'm hearing your mouth but I don't care what you say [Verse 3: Dre Murray] They've got the trap so loud And the bars turned down And I can't hear nothing but the ba** Forget the cap and a gown Heard you're back to the crown Now the homie locked up for the base Keys open doors, right to your cell Dawgs in the street store out sniffing out your trail Place them where they can't quite grab so it's hell Screaming that it ain't that bad with a tale, oh well Pharoah said they ain't no water in the land huh? Spitting lines like how he stacking bands huh? Then they asking us when we gon' turn It don't matter, we earn, we just sticking to the plan huh We Live As Kings, boy it's not just a logo I'm repping this life without lights on that photo So please do the math and just read me my total Me rapping that nonsense, that there is a no no, too easy [Refrain: Swoope] To talk about nothing To talk about nothing It'd be too easy, to talk like I'm something I'm ballin, I'm stuntin' It'd be too easy, chasing the fame Playing the game It'd be too easy, but tell 'em we don't feel that No no tell 'em we don't feel them [Hook: Swoope] I'm bored with this music I'm bored with this music This music ya'll giving It's more to this music It's more to this music Than money and women I don't understand, I don't understand why they talk about nothing Tell 'em we don't feel that [Verse 4: Corey Paul] I get [?] Talking [?] Top grade, fur ba** and the dope county Gavel like an anvil clutch ya boy without a handle Really live what's on the news, I pray to God He change the channel Panama with my pride on camera Kicking like a canon whip, k** ‘em with the amateur Dope boy finna acting up, but really hard to back it up Unless you're cool with cooking poison And right before they bag it up A rapper just tapping into the spirit of Agatha Couple novellas bout k**ing it then they pack it up But have you seen these junkies Sitting on the porch of my granny's house that's my uncle (I said) Have you seen suicide? My daddy hung from a rope in the summertime Now vivid pictures, running through my mind In this 24 frame, when I try to shoot them down Gotta eat, waiting on a plate They gonna come out that dumpster when the rents paid Reel beef with them boys, send them boys stay put Cross on your head like Ash Wednesday This boy like a preacher on Easter Like Jesus my Lasiks I pray that the see Ya Everybody pop til their femur get shot Body drop, then gotta hand they ashes to the fiend [Hook: Swoope] I'm bored with this music I'm bored with this music This music ya'll giving It's more to this music It's more to this music Than money and women I don't understand, I don't understand why they talk about nothing Tell 'em we don't feel that