Be Easy Lyrics - Trap Muzik - T.i.

Ay, where the piano at shawty? 

Y'all ain't neva seen a dope boy play the piano and rap at the same time 

have you? 

I'ma show you somethin', dig this. 

I'm 22 and a vet in the game 

Say I'm, supercoo', still a threat at the same 

Time, rhyme bout the times I invested in 'caine 

Pleasure and pain in every aspect of the game 

I'm the answer to yo prayers if you prayin' for change 

So, I dare you compare us and say we the same 

When I'm, climbin' the ladder, they stuck in the same 

Mindframe, they accomplishments are nothin' to gain 

Eventually, see I'm outta yo range 

Except this rose gold glow from my wrist and my chain 

I entertain young niggaz who slang 

Like a picture, no frame, see it's simple and plain 

My shit bang, spit flames, put niggaz to shame 

Flow so insane, lyrics STICK IN YO BRAIN 

Now you can't, mention my city unless you mention my name 

T-I-P-I-M-P, I'm the man 

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Ay be easy - you don't want no trouble with me 

Just be easy - the drama ain't nothin' to me 

Ay be easy - before you have problems just breathe 

Ay be easy - you ain't worth dyin', believe me 

Just be easy - you don't want yo mama to grieve 

Be easy - well mind yo bizness, don't bother the G 

Be easy - swear you stuntin' but you frontin' to me 

Be easy - behind the scenes or behind yo? 

Ay, be easy 

STEADILY kissin' ass when I came to leave 

Set the standard for Atlanta, rearranged the lead 

Okay, so what tha fuck is fame to me? 

I been plottin' since kindergarten, you'z a lame to me 

I give the niggaz what they came to see 

A reflection of one self where they aim to be 

As you can see it ain't no change in me 

And you won't meet another nigga off the chain as me 

I'm so fly, no lie, don't deny it, ya feel it 

So inspired by my style, decided to try it yoself 

Bet you won't, meet nobody ranked as high as myself 

The checks you waitin' on, homes, I can sign them myself 

Tote gats, dro smoked that, now I'm high 

Seats way back in the Maybach I ride 

Through the streets of the westside, I slap five 

And throw dubs, show love, nigga HATE ME NAH 

What it iz pimp? T.I.P., Trap Muzik, understand that? 

Grand Hustle pimp! Ay, whus hattnin' Toomp? 

Let's ride out homie! What it iz mayne? 

P$C, Pimp Squad Click, shawty! 

Uh, uh... A-Town... stay down. 

Keep it pimpin', pimpin'!