Kevin Gates - Don't Panic lyrics

Fuck the rap game, I wanna get it like G
Put me on the block, go to thuggin' like E
Think I'm goin' back but free my nigga Lump
Me and Gunna, 9th innin'
Just beat a life sentence
Anyone of you lil' boys on the yard
Throw the coffee in your face
While your wife stick a knife in your kidney
Bitch I'm goin' crazy, going out gangsta
9 milli's slangin', Telly Hankton
MAC-11 rangin', jumpin' out
Walkin' up on blocks
40-50 shots, I'mma clean a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that
We live or we die by
Grrrrrat, nigga, bye bye
No police up in the business when you
Get the shot and miss it
50 niggas from New Orleans come


And terrorize the city

A-a-a-h, what's happenin'? Don't panic
Don't panic
'Bout to get 'em dead, don't panic
Don't panic wasn't thinkin' 'bout a jewel
Nigga showed off couldn't use your brain
Now you gotta get 'em blowed out
Dog, get a call, everything for the scram
Don't panic, don't panic
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine

Team strong as a bitch, layin' low down
Low down everything feel the business
Lay 'em all down
Auto manslaughter but you never
Thought it out curse, kill 'em all
Let the lord sort 'em out
F&N point short, let the spark haul 'em out
This what war 'bout, nigga, fuck that
Meek men is Gunna and Boobie
We already died twice
God in my heart when I gave back life
I was coolin'
I was tryna live a laid back life
Now my kids gotta see me in
The pen or the grave
Real street nigga, no pen to the page
And I will beef with you anywhere, any place
Lil' ugly ass bitch better fall back
Keep my name out your mouth
Or get your hard hat brasi the enforcer
I meant to say the landlord
Better yet, let me let them rubber bands talk

A-a-a-h, what's happenin'? Don't panic
Don't panic
'Bout to get 'em dead, don't panic
Don't panic wasn't thinkin' 'bout a jewel
Nigga showed off couldn't use your brain
Now you gotta get 'em blowed out
Dog, get a call, everything for the scram
Don't panic, don't panic
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine

I don't mind doin' time, I'ma doin' time vet
Hustle in the jailhouse, Bread wanna bet?
BWA, this is not BMF
Everything around me convicted already
Pull my clique together
Built it from the inside
Penitentiary rules in effect
You lil' boys go to jail but
You don't know how to fight?
Ain't no guns back here
Don't know how to make a knife?
Stand tall on my own, I don't gang bang
I done seen it go bad on the chain gang
Seen niggas gang raped by
Their own gang members
Cliquin' up with other gangs and
They kill their own nigga
Seen a nigga on a visit huggin' on his wife
Get back to the cell, he another nigga wife
Everyone that say salamu alaykum
Ain't your brother
Come to my respect, I'mma die over nothing

A-a-a-h, what's happenin'? Don't panic
Don't panic
'Bout to get 'em dead, don't panic
Don't panic wasn't thinkin' 'bout a jewel
Nigga showed off couldn't use your brain
Now you gotta get 'em blowed out
Dog, get a call, everything for the scram
Don't panic, don't panic
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine
Fuck bein' friendly
Nigga say what's on your mind
Naw I'm bein' quiet, I got murder on mine
I got murder on mine, I got murder on mine
Defending what I love, I got murder on mine