Letra Scatterbrain par Ludacris

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I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah)
Why you gonna die
I got reasons, million reasons
Why to take a life (Cannon)
I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah)
Please stop asking why
I got reasons, my own reasons
Reasons in my mind (Yeah)

Packs in the mail, packs on the road
Connect FaceTime, shorty just hit the last of my load
The sh*t on my neck that come from the packs that I sold
I never went platinum or gold (Hah)
You still f**k with him and you know he a rat and he told (Huh?)
Love when a n***a talk stupid
'Cause that's when Shots run him down and he clappin' his pole (Brr)
Trust me, that doesn't bode (Boom)
Well for a n***a, it's gon' be victims
I'm a street n***a, boy, you know the difference
Hand around her throat of the rap game
And I'm boa constrictin', my soul is missin'
In the top spot, I got so positioned, man, this ho was trippin' (Woo)
She think I wanna taste her pu**y (Woo, woo)
I ain't tastin' sh*t like a COVID symptom
I'ma social distance, b*t*h (Hah)

I got reasons, million reasons
Why you gonna die
I got reasons, million reasons
Why to take a life
I got reasons, million reasons
Please stop asking why
I got reasons, my own reasons
Reasons in my mind

Haha, Luda
You so thirsty, you drinkin' poison, n***a
Now you gangsta?
Stop kiddin' around, bring the toys in, n***a
(Who is you?)
I'm your daddy, givin' you playtime
But none of you n***as could see me
Not even if I was to pick up on FaceTime
It's the night of the living dead
You've been dearly departed, you suffered your own fate
You buried all in your own pain
You buried all in your own hate
You decomposin' from the inside
And Luda always been a visionary
Always knew you was a b*t*h
So I just read your obituary, n***a, hahaha

I got reasons, million reasons (Go ahead and cremate yourself)
Why you gonna die (Or you know what? Even better)
I got reasons, million reasons (Just go ahead and bury yourself, haha)
Why to take a life (Either that or I'll bury you next to a garbage dump, n***a)
I got reasons, million reasons (Your funeral's imminent)
Please stop asking why (Just let me be a pallbearer, carry your hatin' ass)
I got reasons, my own reasons (n***a, you don't hate me, you hate yourself)
Reasons in my mind (Haha)