M.I.M.S - Just Like That lyrics

Just Like Easy, n***a I'm ruthless Catch me with yours breezy pushing that new whip Drop top new 6 white on white new kicks I'm just pimping cross the world like Ludacris But n***as in the hood saying "MIMS done sold out" See me in the club and they pulling that gold out But they don't know I'm with the same n***as I came with Same n***as from the hood, n***as I bang with So sh** ain't change different hood the same sh** "ain't no half stepping'" on some Big Daddy kane sh** I walk like hustler pimping hustlers language We don't know each other 'cause you hustle is ancient You way too old n***a, I flow like H20 n***a know Every place you go n***a, I know you Pumping on that shring that's right n***a I own you Bring the hook in now somethin' for me to zone to [Hook:] Just Like that, a n***a blow up and do good now the hood don't want you back n***a Just Like that, they see you on the cover of that "Fortune Five" and catch heart attacks yeah Just Like That, uh huh uh huh Just Like that You can't go back now Just Like That, uh huh uh huh Just like That You Can't Go back now [Verse 2:] I'm looking for that sunshine but I ain't lil flipper Yeah I'm a star but I ain't the lil dipper Always been bad forever since a lil n***a so b**hes Love my swag used to call me lil jigga Corey sedmonds you need to bring it to the streets So now I'm just chilling in the belly of the beast waiting for my Release date, a n***a hungry as hell But I be damned if you catch me walking for some cheesecake I be in each state new b**h on my arm new twenty on The chain another six on the charm I'm a don motherf**er kiss the ring when you see me See I do what I do like I do it for T.V I'm too hot, so now its all eyes on me like 2pac Riding round on my lap got 2 Glocks This rap sh** done made me crazy If it ain't about the money n***a "f** You pay me" [Hook] [Verse 3:] You was never in my cla** yous a b**h Thought you was sh** now you cla** dismissed You story ain't real enough lies keep building up you b**hmaid Homie so for you I keep a switchblade on me 'cause I don't a gun for you a** I'll give you a** a head start for I run for you a** FATBOY I'm watching you put on a act boy I thought you was my man you gone do me like that boy But you know what they say and I'm calling it out When the pressure cook up, the true colors come out Vaseline in your a** and a dick in your mouth Sit back and got the industry tricking you out You're a b**h n***a, sell you soul or get rich n***a So I guess it time to expose you whole sh** n***a You're truly MIMS, they last soldier The lesson for today is done cla** over [Hook x2]