Take It Easy
Okay, let me get you hip cause it's a cold game
Just for fame, you boys ah snake yo grams for that and mo' pape
Shit so strange, how they portray they real and then they go change
Like no shade, but niggas act like bitches playin' hoe games
I know pain, see this smile on my face I went through hell for it
We was really onnat still got niggas stuck in cells for it
Sometimes they call home and spit they pain I call it jail poems
Before I count on you I count on me I kept myself going
I need it
That green yea
On the deep end
Take it easy, (on me)
She fuck me cuz I'm money she gone leave me for that same reason
You can't hide it from me been there too I see that pain leaking
See yo true intentions but play dumb they think I can't read em
Fell back cause it's toxic and I got tired of that same sequence
Like tell me what to do when it ain't nowhere I could go
Like tell me what to do found out the bitch I love a hoe
What to do when yo main enemy a nigga you called bro
Like tell me what to do when you lost everything but hope (huh)
Juvenile, I started my journey in O.C.J. jail
Taught right or wrong to ride with my brothers I'm like I can't tell
Judge had gave him life no parole he cried till his face swelled
Snakes only left me with real memories at least they faked well
Never testifying nigga, that's yo mans you dying with him
Fuck dissing on them songs and on the net I'm with real shot senders
At the least a nine with him for these so-called hot niggas
You not wit it ask about lil' money I'm a top nigga
I need it
That green yea
On the deep end
Take it easy, (on me)
Tell me what to do and it ain't nowhere I could go
Like tell me what to do found out the bitch I love a hoe
What to do when yo main enemy a nigga you called bro
Like tell me what to do and you lost everything but hope (huh)
Just for fame, you boys ah snake yo grams for that and mo' pape
Shit so strange, how they portray they real and then they go change
Like no shade, but niggas act like bitches playin' hoe games
I know pain, see this smile on my face I went through hell for it
We was really onnat still got niggas stuck in cells for it
Sometimes they call home and spit they pain I call it jail poems
Before I count on you I count on me I kept myself going
I need it
That green yea
On the deep end
Take it easy, (on me)
She fuck me cuz I'm money she gone leave me for that same reason
You can't hide it from me been there too I see that pain leaking
See yo true intentions but play dumb they think I can't read em
Fell back cause it's toxic and I got tired of that same sequence
Like tell me what to do when it ain't nowhere I could go
Like tell me what to do found out the bitch I love a hoe
What to do when yo main enemy a nigga you called bro
Like tell me what to do when you lost everything but hope (huh)
Juvenile, I started my journey in O.C.J. jail
Taught right or wrong to ride with my brothers I'm like I can't tell
Judge had gave him life no parole he cried till his face swelled
Snakes only left me with real memories at least they faked well
Never testifying nigga, that's yo mans you dying with him
Fuck dissing on them songs and on the net I'm with real shot senders
At the least a nine with him for these so-called hot niggas
You not wit it ask about lil' money I'm a top nigga
I need it
That green yea
On the deep end
Take it easy, (on me)
Tell me what to do and it ain't nowhere I could go
Like tell me what to do found out the bitch I love a hoe
What to do when yo main enemy a nigga you called bro
Like tell me what to do and you lost everything but hope (huh)
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Writer(s): Dezmon Fayne
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