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Up Next - Reason Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: R reason | Published: 2024-20-09T19:53:13:00+07:00

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[intro: reason]
wait, wait, wait
wait, wait, wait
sh-t was gon’ happen sooner
reason, n-gga, uh

[verse 1: reason]
n-gga, i been workin’ way too hard for the bullsh-t, ha (ha)
ha, while these n-ggas makin’ bullsh-t (skrt)
i can’t confuse it when i’m loaded, that’s a full clip (wha?)
a solid n-gga got my stripes on some pool sh-t, ha (ha)
ha, i’m spitin’ flames but i still be on some cool sh-t (on some cool sh-t)
my cool sh-t probably better than your best song (than yo best song)
i been feelin’ like a f-cked up mattress, uh
a n-gga way too hard to be slept on
if you thought i wasn’t nice then you guessed wrong (guessed wrong)
fly n-gga, catch me chillin’ with the jetsons
baby say she wifey, please learn a lesson
i’m a pimp n-gga, i treat these women like a restroom (what that mean?)
that mean i use them for sh-t
gainin’ more fans, i’m as cool as it gets
they say life is a b-tch, i’m abusin’ her cl-t
and i’m makin’ her c-m, f-ck it, i’m young
man i sear these fake n-ggas is actin’ too hard (too hard)
n-gga, why you tryna prove somethin’?
just remember that your card is like a muscle, my n-gga (f-ck)
and it’s going to hurt you if i pull one, ha
n-gga i know the real you (real you)
my n-gga look at everything that we done been through
they say, “reason, you been through out the blizzard and you still you” (wha?)
’cause i was built for the cold like an igloo, oh
i swear i’m starin’ my n-gga (n-gga), i swear i’m starin’, my n-gga
don’t got me no choice, must go harder my n-gga
i was built to be fresh like a garden, my n-gga
look, starvin’ n-gga need a gut check
and you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
hungry n-gga need a gut check
and you can bet your bottom dollar, ha

[verse 2: ad]
up next, see these other rappers blew it
espn ballin’, rip that n-gga stuart
scott, take your box, i been drink on the fluid (what?)
startin’ at tax time, f-ck a jackson hewitt (ha!)
without the h&r i was posted on the block
won’t be no mike brown, i’ma shot it out with cops (cops)
headed to the top while these other n-gga flop (ah)
they told me time is money, put some diamonds on my watch
watch, don’t believe me, i ain’t trinidad (no)
no meth, f-ck breakin’, i was living bad (ha)
same n-ggas used to hate me, know they prison f-gs
see the movin’ around their cycles like a ceiling fan
president and i don’t see the change n-gga
obama, osama, i see the same n-gga
cops poppin’ kids and they tell you be tame n-gga
live blind, you gon’ die by the flame n-gga
(bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)

[verse 3: reason]
look, bop, bop, bop
middle finger to the pigs, f-ck all these cops
from a block, n-gga sellin rocks just to make a dollar
b-tch sellin’ tw-t to somebody’s father
oh sh-t, cold sh-t, all i hear is, “go b-tch, go b-tch”
froze wrist, oh sh-t, coppers come around me, don’t snitch
del amo takin’ head shots, n-ggas won’t miss, eazii

[verse 4: eazii]
theses n-ggas be lyin’ i swear to my god that i’m done with the bullsh-t
i can’t afford to be goin’ to court on a capitol sentence
del amo the city, i die for my city, the gun i unloaded
she sellin’ that powder and sellin’ that p-ssy, that’s pp, no urine
if it wasn’t for the haters i’d be ballin’ like i’m drake or somethin’
[?] steady cookin’ like i’m makin’ somethin’
they want to steal my gold but i doubt they ever take it from me (never)
bum–ss n-ggas always hate it when you make it
hardest n-gga out but they will not give me credit (credit)
eazii never been a noodle, i don’t like spaghetti (‘ghetti)
i fly and dressin’ well, the gang is always prevyed
and there is only one i so don’t tell me about feddy wop
all my n-ggas strapped they be ready for the apocalypse (yeah, yeah)
couple b-tches with they’ll suck you till you out of it (yeah, yeah)
credit cards, dollar bills, they searchin’ where you wallet is (yeah, yeah)
check ’em all, [?] and bring it back to poppa bear
somebody tell c-ssidy and tell him i’ma-, i’ma hustler
[?], always ready for my customers
she loyal, got money and a freak then i’ll f-ck with her
can’t cook, no money, no weed, i ain’t touchin’ her
lookin’ like a million f-ckin’ dollars when i pull up
you lookin’ like you askin’ for a dollar when you pull up
i hit the p-ssy, make her want to holla when i pull up
you love the b-tch and always buy her flowers, that’s tulips
they say they want bars so i’ma turn it up a notch
whole team aimin’ a beam, he got chicken pox
the guns you got don’t even ring, they some replicas
tomato squirted all over bread, are you catchin’ up?
i swear i’m starin’ my n-gga (n-gga), i swear i’m starin’, my n-gga

[outro: reason]
don’t got me no choice, must go harder my n-gga
i was built to be fresh like a garden, my n-gga
look, starvin’ n-gga need a gut check
and you can better your bottom dollar that we up next
hungry n-gga need a gut check
and you can bet your bottom dollar (bottom dollar, bottom dollar)

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