YIKES

This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah

And this gon' be your favorite song

Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you

I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do

I’m down for gettin' dirty, boy, I came from the trenches

Too p***y to say my name but I heard the description

The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect

This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses

Give 'em what they demand

Bury you where you stand

What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?

First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin

Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing

Like any artist with my craft, I work hard

I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car

(Are you stupid?)

I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges

I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is

We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is

You only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented

Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot

Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped

Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot

Kinda sound like Fetty Wap

Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?

(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

And that Eazy Call on the way

Eazy Call on the way

You should stay the **** out my way

Get the **** out my lane

Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit

Every other rap verse suckin' on that Drake shit

It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic

You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic

(I don't give a f—, stole from all you...)

You don’t put no fear in me, nigga

Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga

Don’t back paddle from the smoke

'Cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit

It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit

Before yo' next move, think twice

'Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo' life

That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go

I put a couple grand on your head

Have some of your old friends become new foes

For me the goons pull up packin' pieces and kill things

Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing

With stains on your shirt, screamin' out "It hurt"

First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt

As I recall, I been that nigga

When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga

Your temperature, I'ma check that, nigga

You Wesley Johnson

This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga

It's Eazy

And that Eazy Call on the way

Eazy Call on the way

You should stay the **** out my way

Get the **** out my lane

Said that Eazy Call on the way

Eazy Call on the way

You should stay the **** out my way

Get the **** out my lane

Hol’ up, hol’ up

Got some more, got some more shit to say

I could take the credit for a lot of ****ing' style

But I got my pub so I’m good for a while

You gon' have to do more than just say it

If it weren’t for Interscope, yo' records wouldn’t be playin

You split up your checks like 150 ways

While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z

Hella plaques on the wall

Grammy talk, Grammy talk

April 6th, April 6th

Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way

Yikes

You should prolly just chill, bro

Just chill, take a L

You gettin' bodied by a singin' b***h