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2 EZ Video (MV)




Performed By: D.Will
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Darren Williams




D.Will - 2 EZ Lyrics
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These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why
Just keep your distance
Want no business with you on God
Ain't no half-steppin' on this
You gotta be all in
I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye
Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why
Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth
It's cool
Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why
But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side
It's the energy that fills the room when I'm with you
And I'll let you see
Better parts of me like a magazine
What's the issue
Now let's get in tune
Bitches really don't got shit on you
F*ck the silicone
And she natural too
Play with baby girl and I'm smackin' you
I'm done bein' friendly with niggas
If you got a problem, then handle it, nigga
I'm on my own two, that's who I'm standin' with, nigga
I might beat your bitch ass with a candlestick, nigga
But hold on
Let me chill out
I'm about to black out
That's the old me, I'm gettin' to the pape now
Standing on couches and poppin' my shit now
I'm too focused, they try to deter me
Had to figure my life out early
This was the plan before Lucy birthed me
You lazy motherf*ckers, man, that shit really irk me
I'd be lying if I said it was perfect
Lost Damien and Mama Vera in the same year
So can't shit really hurt me
Can't shit really hurt me
Now I'm glad that I got your attention
Ass sittin
Face card on an honorable mansion
Latina mami say, papi, te llamo, que haces por mi
I give her the smackdown
Pullin' my locs out
I beat the box out
Leave her stuck
Don't know what to do
Like a NBA lock out
Not God, but I'm the one that they fear and they seek
No mumble rap, nigga, I got mouths to feed
On a money run, don't got no time to beef
Too broke, too frail, like a fronto leaf
Little niggas be wrinkles, uh
Press them out like a iron, do creases, uh
Too clean, can't touch me, I'm too uncontested
Feel like I'm Kyrie at the free throw, uh
You don't like me
Steady watchin' me
But don't change that channel
Yes, I'm about to blow, burn the money slow
Then throw it at you
So you see that this shit ain't for show
Say that I'm this and that, but still throw me dap
I don't get it, you niggas be whack
Encrypted image of what niggas lack
I'm the definition, I'm no pot to piss in
Know if I wanted to make it, I had to go missing
Got older, started gettin' that tunnel vision
But I watch and I learn like a television
Four a.m. when the door came off the hinges
Wasn't no bad kid, just made some bad decisions
Big brother took the time and my feelings went missing
My feelings went missing
Not f*ckin' with hoes in the club, I'm keepin' my eyes up
Too many leeches in the water, gotta move a little smarter
I'm fightin, I'm keepin' my guard up
Almost lost my life in that parking lot
Had a talk with myself, said, go a little harder
Breaking curses through verses, do this shit with a purpose
For my nephews, my nieces, and my unborn daughters
These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why
Just keep your distance
Want no business with you on God
Ain't no half-steppin' on this
You gotta be all in
I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye
Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why
Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth
It's cool
Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why
But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side
(Baby let me tell you something)
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These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why
Just keep your distance
Want no business with you on God
Ain't no half-steppin' on this
You gotta be all in
I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye
Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why
Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth
It's cool
Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why
But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side
It's the energy that fills the room when I'm with you
And I'll let you see
Better parts of me like a magazine
What's the issue
Now let's get in tune
Bitches really don't got shit on you
F*ck the silicone
And she natural too
Play with baby girl and I'm smackin' you
I'm done bein' friendly with niggas
If you got a problem, then handle it, nigga
I'm on my own two, that's who I'm standin' with, nigga
I might beat your bitch ass with a candlestick, nigga
But hold on
Let me chill out
I'm about to black out
That's the old me, I'm gettin' to the pape now
Standing on couches and poppin' my shit now
I'm too focused, they try to deter me
Had to figure my life out early
This was the plan before Lucy birthed me
You lazy motherf*ckers, man, that shit really irk me
I'd be lying if I said it was perfect
Lost Damien and Mama Vera in the same year
So can't shit really hurt me
Can't shit really hurt me
Now I'm glad that I got your attention
Ass sittin
Face card on an honorable mansion
Latina mami say, papi, te llamo, que haces por mi
I give her the smackdown
Pullin' my locs out
I beat the box out
Leave her stuck
Don't know what to do
Like a NBA lock out
Not God, but I'm the one that they fear and they seek
No mumble rap, nigga, I got mouths to feed
On a money run, don't got no time to beef
Too broke, too frail, like a fronto leaf
Little niggas be wrinkles, uh
Press them out like a iron, do creases, uh
Too clean, can't touch me, I'm too uncontested
Feel like I'm Kyrie at the free throw, uh
You don't like me
Steady watchin' me
But don't change that channel
Yes, I'm about to blow, burn the money slow
Then throw it at you
So you see that this shit ain't for show
Say that I'm this and that, but still throw me dap
I don't get it, you niggas be whack
Encrypted image of what niggas lack
I'm the definition, I'm no pot to piss in
Know if I wanted to make it, I had to go missing
Got older, started gettin' that tunnel vision
But I watch and I learn like a television
Four a.m. when the door came off the hinges
Wasn't no bad kid, just made some bad decisions
Big brother took the time and my feelings went missing
My feelings went missing
Not f*ckin' with hoes in the club, I'm keepin' my eyes up
Too many leeches in the water, gotta move a little smarter
I'm fightin, I'm keepin' my guard up
Almost lost my life in that parking lot
Had a talk with myself, said, go a little harder
Breaking curses through verses, do this shit with a purpose
For my nephews, my nieces, and my unborn daughters
These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why
Just keep your distance
Want no business with you on God
Ain't no half-steppin' on this
You gotta be all in
I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye
Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why
Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth
It's cool
Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why
But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side
(Baby let me tell you something)
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Writer: Darren Williams
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