Bun B – It Ain't Easy Being Trill lyrics

It's a Big E beat

[Verse 1]
Man I don't want to die, but I don't want to live like a sucka (Why?)
I'd rather feed the worms than be a fake mothafucka (Huh)
Put my reputation on the line and it never wavered (Wavered)
It ain't just 'cause I'm trill (Trill) it's 'cause I'm highly favored (Favored)
Man, I'm papered up and flavored (Flavored)
And time for a tailor, then Italian leather shoes (Shoes)
Upgraded from them gators
Man, I'm top-floor residin' (Residin'), upgraded from them haters
And that's been ever since I've been a Vogue and Four skater
Man, I'm HOV and hold wait up
Goddammit it's the trill-ionaire
Rollin' with some Christians, thug niggas and a billionaire
Real street nigga I was Ollie in the nineties
Posted in the cut, boy, it wasn't hard to find me
But now I look back after the wars and the cases
The caskets that I closed on my dead homies' faces
Carried 'em on my shoulders to their final resting places
And told 'em "Save your boy a spot at the table," just in case

[Chorus]
'Cause it ain't easy bein' trill, but damn it it's necessary ('Sary)
It's a concrete jungle and niggas is predatary ('Tary)
He waits 'round the corner I gotta stay on my toes (Toes)
If He shines his light on me and leave these haters exposed (Exposed)
'Cause it ain't easy bein' trill, but damn it it's necessary ('Sary)
It's a concrete jungle and niggas is predatary ('Tary)
He waits 'round the corner I gotta stay on my toes (Toes)
If He shines his light on me and leave these haters exposed (Exposed)

[Verse 2]
You new up in these streets so it's best you get to learn a nigga
I don't pay attention to business that don't concern a nigga
Swisha Sweet burnin' nigga, wood-wheel turnin' nigga
Pull up in the ice cream truck, and Big Worm a nigga
You talk a good game, but you ain't got no hands (Hands)
You never had a one-on-one fight, I understand (Stand)
You raised by the TV and the mothafuckin' radio
You ain't a man, you playin' like a man, must be crazy ho
All you know is jumpin' niggas and pullin' your Draco
Catch you without your strap, whoop the piss out of a fake ho
Catch you with that strap, I'm gonna light it up like Waco
Put them blue-tips right through your mothafuckin' cake hole
Give me a break, don't make me break you off a chunk
'Cause you ain't built for business, you's a mothafuckin' punk
You gon' end up in the trunk (Trunk) best to stay up in your lane (Lane)
Throw your set up and get wet up, these streets ain't playin' mane

[Chorus]
'Cause it ain't easy bein' trill, but damn it it's necessary ('Sary)
It's a concrete jungle and niggas is predatary ('Tary)
He waits 'round the corner I gotta stay on my toes (Toes)
If He shines his light on me and leave these haters exposed (Exposed)
'Cause it ain't easy bein' trill, but damn it it's necessary ('Sary)
It's a concrete jungle and niggas is predatary ('Tary)
He waits 'round the corner I gotta stay on my toes (Toes)
If He shines his light on me and leave these haters exposed (Exposed)