PAnic
Lil bro
When that pressure
Finally hits
Don't panic
10 Toes
And without
The slightest flinch
Been standing
Taking chances
Just the way you live
It's madness
One thing that I'm truly
Out to get
Advantage
When it comes
To situation handling
Shots up out that SnW
Ain't jamin
Ain't been
Feeling to much love
Just static
When that drama
Goin on
Don't panic
Wont say much
Yeah I got a lot
To lose
Feeling my luck
That day
They let me loose
Done enough yet
So much still
To prove
Going up won't
Knock me off my
Groove
Feel like lil boosie
When I zoom
Walk a nigga home
Straight to his tomb
Ain't talking no games
I say you doomed
Mans a gunner
But I do not play for arsenal
Bound to slumber
So please Don't
Make me start with y'all
Layin lumber
I truly play my part n all
Rollin thunder
Don't dare say this
Ain't hard enough
Been going barbarous
Come here n bite this dust
It's obvious
My Migo light
It up
He'll have you
Tight as fuck
Big arduous
Don't want no
Parts with us
Lifestyle scar you up
So liven up
Cuz crankin up
A must
And mans
Is getting touched
Shit finna be lit again
I'm feeling Red Devil
No Dickinson
Panther
But no Pitt student
I been on the prowl
Since a youth
Ya dig
This here
Some exclusiveness
I might sport a cap
But ain't doing it
To temple go hoots
Ya dig
Same town mad Ben frank
With then Quaker kids
Let us take flight headed toward
Juniata
Thoughts about days
Clutching on a baretta
GBurg my bullets
Acknowledge this clever
No Diplomat
But'll write you a letter
Mans been a dawg
Talking Carnige Mellon
Built like a bison
Good vibes out Bucknell n
PS I miss U
Ain't lion or telling
Got some ya want
Then I'm down to be
Selling
Got some ya want
Then I'm down to be selling
Just mind how you address me
When you see me
In these streets
Cuz though
I may dress like it
Nigga ain't nun bout me sweet
Pussy boy I'll stomp you
In some birks
Sounding like some birds the way they chirp
Yo ass gon be 6ft
Under dirt
Thought he was the
Shit
Till he got hurt
And ya mans he could get it too
I'll tump both y'all ass
Till y'all black n blue
Oh I heard that I'm not a threat
That's a fuckin bet
Bih after you
Ain't a thing
To get yo ass wet
Looking like a wreck
Polka pattern you
Understand that
I live for this
Im a maniac
And a psycho too
Lil bro
When that pressure
Finally hits
Don't panic
10 Toes
And without
The slightest flinch
Been standing
Taking chances
Just the way you live
It's madness
One thing that I'm truly
Out to get
Advantage
When that pressure
Finally hits
Don't panic
10 Toes
And without
The slightest flinch
Been standing
Taking chances
Just the way you live
It's madness
One thing that I'm truly
Out to get
Advantage
When it comes
To situation handling
Shots up out that SnW
Ain't jamin
Ain't been
Feeling to much love
Just static
When that drama
Goin on
Don't panic
Wont say much
Yeah I got a lot
To lose
Feeling my luck
That day
They let me loose
Done enough yet
So much still
To prove
Going up won't
Knock me off my
Groove
Feel like lil boosie
When I zoom
Walk a nigga home
Straight to his tomb
Ain't talking no games
I say you doomed
Mans a gunner
But I do not play for arsenal
Bound to slumber
So please Don't
Make me start with y'all
Layin lumber
I truly play my part n all
Rollin thunder
Don't dare say this
Ain't hard enough
Been going barbarous
Come here n bite this dust
It's obvious
My Migo light
It up
He'll have you
Tight as fuck
Big arduous
Don't want no
Parts with us
Lifestyle scar you up
So liven up
Cuz crankin up
A must
And mans
Is getting touched
Shit finna be lit again
I'm feeling Red Devil
No Dickinson
Panther
But no Pitt student
I been on the prowl
Since a youth
Ya dig
This here
Some exclusiveness
I might sport a cap
But ain't doing it
To temple go hoots
Ya dig
Same town mad Ben frank
With then Quaker kids
Let us take flight headed toward
Juniata
Thoughts about days
Clutching on a baretta
GBurg my bullets
Acknowledge this clever
No Diplomat
But'll write you a letter
Mans been a dawg
Talking Carnige Mellon
Built like a bison
Good vibes out Bucknell n
PS I miss U
Ain't lion or telling
Got some ya want
Then I'm down to be
Selling
Got some ya want
Then I'm down to be selling
Just mind how you address me
When you see me
In these streets
Cuz though
I may dress like it
Nigga ain't nun bout me sweet
Pussy boy I'll stomp you
In some birks
Sounding like some birds the way they chirp
Yo ass gon be 6ft
Under dirt
Thought he was the
Shit
Till he got hurt
And ya mans he could get it too
I'll tump both y'all ass
Till y'all black n blue
Oh I heard that I'm not a threat
That's a fuckin bet
Bih after you
Ain't a thing
To get yo ass wet
Looking like a wreck
Polka pattern you
Understand that
I live for this
Im a maniac
And a psycho too
Lil bro
When that pressure
Finally hits
Don't panic
10 Toes
And without
The slightest flinch
Been standing
Taking chances
Just the way you live
It's madness
One thing that I'm truly
Out to get
Advantage
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Writer(s): Jonathan Mundell
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