Ease My Mind

I swear I had to ease my mind
Keep my head up, stay on my grind
Knowing that they gone recognize
That Im doin all of this just for The Pine

870, yea that's the area code
Where I developed my sick flow
And I been doin this since the fro
But it started in 94
So I know I had to go straight into beastmode
Tryna blow like C4
Or dynamite, and you should stop
Knowing that you aint half as nice, as me
You should just pass the mic, so I can speak
Ima spit the real, I aint tryna preach
You say the game locked, he got keys
I come thru the back door
With fury like Rambo
Dress in all black, on my feet, I got sandals
Heavy artillery, army, no camo
The midst of this moment Im feeling like Pac
All Eyes On Me, on my way to the top
Feeling this shyt and I ain't tryna stop
You just a chicken dats why you like cock
My dreams, I jus wanna accomplish
Swear if you like it, I love it
They recognize me out in public
Hood life, man that shyt it aint nothing
And you aint gonna see nothing from it
Hood Dreamers the team and we bump in
I tell you we always in action
I be smokin, and tatting, and rappin
My mind, yea, it stay on the money
So I hustle, you know I stay trappin
Wannabe make sure my folks livin good
I aint worried about living lavish

I swear I had to ease my mind
Keep my head up, stay on my grind
Knowing that they gone recognize
That Im doin all of this just for The Pine

I swear I had to ease my mind
Cuz I was fuckin stuck, yea
But you dont give a fuck, nah
Most of yall snakes, Im a watch dawg
Quiet ass nigga barely talk at all
Bix feet tall but a fly on a wall
Hell yea Im watchin
Dont deserve shyt but Im givin you respect
Ever step to me Ima put that shyt in check
Duck ass nigga tryna flex and finesse
You aint SK and you aint up next
Talkin gun play but you aint about a tech
Only tech that you filed was a technical foul
But you couldnt cut that so you had file down
To a chair in a booth sittin down sortin files
While I'm laid back chillin writin verses in clouds
Smokin that fluffy, that sticky, them pounds of green
You hatin so hard that she feelin me
Speak soft in her ear but she feel it deep
Fuck her so good she addicted to me
I guess I understand
Didnt recognize that I was the man
Rock with my team, and we bout the bands
Dont fuck with the kid, you dont understand
Ill come rainin down like fuck an umbrella
Lyrical missiles like fuck a barretta
I'll blow some shyt up if I dont get the cheddar
And I aint talkin bout cheese
Bitch please