EZ Lyrics

Yea yea

In my room just thinking 'bout the shit I've seen

I know things they've been saying it ain't nothing to me

Gotta change my name baby I'm the Prince Rakeem

Imma Play Rakim

While I block Hakeem

I said I'm banging out the bunch

I've been waiting for my wish

Pray that Gra get everything

And we gonna make some hits

Everything they been saying

They don't what it is

They don't how I live

Y'all don't know my shit

Boy don't you go around them parts

They gone hit your block and run yo card

They like uh yea yea and take yo broad

Better hold yo chips and handlebars

You don't know my hurt

You don't know my curse

Bitch I got it all out in the back of the hearse

How you tryna pull me out when I'm feeling immersed

Better sit ya ass down put it all in a verse

Imma bring the kids out to keep the output going

Nobody knowing what the outfit showing

Even when I stop all the raps keep flowing

Let the sun hit so I don't stop growing

It's easy

Fuck what you heard bitch this shit easy

Cook on my curb bitch I'm a nerd and it's easy

Grow out my hair bitch you don't care bitch it's easy

Yuh it's easy

Bitch it's easy

Mister

Hit swerve

Think y'all must've

Misheard

New terms

Big curves

See that midnight coming bitch

Word

Stars on my back got this night sky on me

And I'm shining in the dark with the lifestyle only

All the bros act phony

Can't you tell I'm lonely

All I got these chips and a months rent on me

Eyes red like shoneys

Nice cat like Tony

These scars look cozy

Better put ya hands up in this bitch like goalies

I pray thee owe me

So I get broccoli

Oh you saying you his like damn

Where is yo mans

You cc he cc yo plans

I go up we slam

We paying some bands

To stick to demands

You know what I'm saying

I really just don't understand

Feeling like I'm getting something new

I don't sit in i'm just riding in that lemon colored coupe

I don't need nobody sitting in my shit if it ain't you

Talking bout sum new decisions i'm just tryna tell the truth

I can hit it out the roof

I just really need to snooze

I've been sleepy as a bitch

Tryna bezel out the tooth

She been saying that she love me

Shit I really love me too

Hit the gala with a landline

Need me you can hit me from the satellite

Yea