Not hard to say, but it's hard to do
Easy for me, but it's hard for you
You say you fly, but you never flew
Not hard to say, but it's hard to do

Let me, benefit, hard to settle it, evident
You only cool when you hella bent
Look but don't touch
I should just be celibate
You the type sell out me
I'm trying to sell a bit, run a bit
I should run for president
Anything's possible
I live in the hospital
I'm sick and tired of all these niggas lyin'
About all the shit that they be buyin'
You ever laugh just to keep from crying
Think less about living and more about dying

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Kenete Simms, Tierra Sharday Whack-Welton