Lyrics P's & Q's - B-Eazy

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me

Don't let the kindness fool ya
I stay around some shooters
And keep a choir with me
All they sing is "Hallelujah!"
Got your preacher on speed dial
It still gets me how
You was on top, now you 6' underground
That's kind of senile, this ain't no freestyle
Meanwhile, I'm blowing trees
This the Major Leagues now!
You with the big boys
Who tote them big toys
And they love attention
When they spit we make big noise
Like pow, pow! Leave you on the ground now
Survived by his little brother, wife & stepchild
That's you eulogy boy, so don't fuck with B
I keep the kind of heat The Army don't need to see
Cause I stay on my P's, can you excuse me please?
Picture me polishing pistols planning on your prophecy
So think before you speak
Look, I don't wife beat
But you might catch me in a tank
Arms out like Master P

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me

It ain't like Eazy to let the drama slide
Cause if my momma cry, your momma cry
Lonely on the front pew, boo-hoo as she wonder why
Why'd her son die so young?
Cause of death: homicide
So drastic! Whole family asked if
I could be the pall bearer, it's gonna be closed casket?
So fantastic! You should've seen my suit
Plus the flowers & funeral arrangements that we may for you
Yeah, the funeral's at 1, but you got a chauffeur, too!
And he don't ask questions, he already got directions
Like me, he's on his P's & Q's like after M, N, O
Shirt matched the hat, black hat matched the limo
I overheard him banging my demo in the processional
By Any Means, track 8
Ok, here we go!
Wait, you didn't get the memo? Didn't hear it?
This whole verse I've been talking to your spirit
A little too much...

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me

Time waits for no man
And the clock starts ticking when the gun goes (Bam!)
And as a man, I stand on my own two
No handouts, I do what the fuck I want to do, and you?
You still doing what the fuck she you tell you to
It's best that you invest in a new schedule
Or get some goals about yourself
Yeah, that's what you better do
Or hell yeah, fool
Look, she's on to the next dude
With the big car, huge place, fireplace
And all that by the next day... Great!
While you sit & wait, and contemplate
She's out to play her own game of Elimidate
And today, you're the next up to eliminate
So save all the misfits & shit that you was finna say
Cause it's a different day and needless to say
I'm on point, like a needle in hay, but hey!

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me

A procrastinator never has his shit made up
Be in the back of line always hollering "Hey, y'all wait up!"
Ass always lying, be messin' a nigga day up
Late to his own funeral
Fucking a nigga wake up
You gotta stay true to what you do & get your weight up
It's a full-time job, sometimes you gotta stay up
But some way y'all already lost, Los Angeles Lakers
And if it ain't right make a left-hand layup
My dream is to be a lot more than just a writer
Guide the children to a brighter light
Cuz you might lose a life doing life at Rikers
Shoutout to my real riders
I am a soul survivor!
Sorry if I'm losing you like a smoker do is lighter
Look, I tried to make it easy/ What you think rewind's for?
I'd like to vote & hold a real nigga cipher
For all the million dollar men & billion dollar boys like us!

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me

They say baseball is America's past time
Cuz life always throws curve balls, am I lying?
Trying to flip up the script, lie & switch up the pitch
But I'm reading his lips, which leads to a hit
My slug average is above average
I love living lavish!
Look, can you count up all these cuts & carrots?
Bugs Bunny, silly rabbit
Trix are for kids and games are for lames
I'm running this shit, you stay in your lane
I'm running this race, you running in place
I'm stealing this base, you still in disgrace
No witness to trace, I'm filling your face full of
Whatever I have concealed in my waist
I catch bugs all day, plus I even trap mice
Look, I'm the kind of fly you don't want to sacrifice
Let me bend a few corners & leave you with a hot plate
On your way home run, cuz it's not safe nigga, umph...

I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So you better think twice 'fore you ever fuck with me