Don’t Panic

By Kevin Gates

On Luca Brasi 2

Released on December 14, 2014

48K Views

Thumbnail

[Verse 1]

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


[Hook]

Aaaah, 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


[Verse 2]

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


[Hook]

Aaaah, 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


[Verse 3]

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


[Hook]

Aaaah, 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