Take It Easy, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Drug-free Gram
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of that
Street n*gga, on God
I'm smokin' gas [?]

[Verse]
Cruising down the street, I’m smoking gas, don’t wanna hurt nobody
I ain't evil, any n*gga I shot, sh*t, I had to pop 'em (I had to)
Treat the dough just like dance moves, pop, lock, and drop (Pop)
I beg ya pardon, said you f*ckin' with me? pus*y n*gga, stop it (Stop it)
Real artist, take you out the picture, let my chopper crop it
He took a charge, my mans had to file, but he wouldn't flop it (Took that)
f*ck n*gga ever diss me on a diss, I'ma leave him floppin' (Kill 'em)
Keep it P, got all types of hoes, they call my big papi
Opps hate to see me as a big problem, 'cause I'm big papi (Big papi)
No lie, I'll pass that sh*t off to my shooter, feel like John Stockton (John)
Some assist, but I'm a shootin' guard, I feel like Malcolm Brogdon (Shooter)
I steppеd the n*gga just like I'm Doughboy, do we havе a problem (Do we, n*gga?)
Know I keep that uzi, n*gga, but it don't love JT (It don't)
Any n*gga that ever tried me made it on TV (Fox)
Fox 5, WBNC, Channel 2 and 3
I hopped out and let so many rip, thought it was two of me
I ain't even gotta involve the gang, b*tch n*gga, it can be you and me (You and me)
n*ggas say they steppers, never show up, that sh*t truancy (Cap)
I can’t lie, a whole lotta gangster sh*t what influenced me (Gangster)
This switch here on my gun make it speak and do it fluently
Chopper on me speaking Russian, find a opp head, then I buss it
This lil' b*tch say that she love me, you know I can't trust it (I can't trust it)
[?], when I play my cards, n*ggas gettin' flustered (Gettin' flustered)
When I shoot, ain't no Diddy party, but n*ggas gettin' touched (No Diddy)
Find a lick, send 'em on that blitz, he bet not be rushing (Bet not)
In my world, gotta keep your blicks, this here sh*t get ugly (Keep that)
Kinda crazy I got in my bag off a bag of drugs
Told myself always keep that sack like Terrell Suggs
f*ck these n*ggas, say that sh*t again, I can't show 'em love (I can't)
n*ggas haters, love to throw salt, but it won't stop these slugs (Won't stop these slugs)
I be out my mind, the psychiatric told me stop the percs (Stop the percs)
I tried to numb the pain by gettin' fried, but it didn't work (It didn't work)
[Outro]
I'm drug-free again, you feel me
I ain't did narcotics in about…three and a half weeks
I'm proud