[Intro]



                      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..

                    [Verse 1]



                      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 sick and derranged



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



                      T-I-P-I-M-P, I'm the man

                    [Chorus]



                      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

                    [Verse 2]



                      ?? 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

                    [Repeat Chorus]

                    [T.I. talking ("Be easy" in the background)]



                      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'!