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REASON n***a
Freestyle Fridays and sh*t
I just wrote this sh*t last minute like I don't even know how it's gon' turn out
Uh

Look, I'm countin' my bread while I'm rollin' up chronic
My b*t*h want designer
So then get on the strip b*t*h and act like you want it
My b*t*h is bad as a four year old
I don't know they names, they just so-and-so
Pu**y feel good like I told you so
She say she don't know my girl but I know she know, goddamn
But I love when hoes swallow
Give me head lookin' up to me like a role model
My b*t*h make the blunt for me, that's my roll model
I f**k her and pa** her to the bro with no problem
When it come to hoes, I got 'em
Sh*t I ain't got to lie, dummy
B*t*hes see the d**k and look like they inspired from it
I go to work in that pu**y and I'm tired of it
She do what I say like I'm Simon
Head in my lap, look like she dutty winin'
Get her to the crib, bend her over like a lineman
Give her good d**k then go missing like a**ignments
Flow crazy, need an asylum
Bars Magic, so the b*t*hes want my Johnson
I dig in the walls and I'm knockin'
I got her hooked like it's phonics
Wait, when I say sh*t that's so obvious
I bring it back and rewind this, so
I got her stuck like a fishin' rod
I got her stuck like some beef on a shish kebab
I got her hooked like a coat in the closet
I got her stuck like a frozen deposit
That's enough with the rewindin'
I got her hooked like it's phonics
Let it breathe, uh
Said let it breathe
Let it breathe
Look, uh

I'm breakin' down trees and I'm smokin' on strong
I live in the trap, this feel like Home Alone
Don't leave her alone
Not for a second my n***a, your b*t*h could be gone
Now ain't that sh*t crazy?
While you callin' her baby, she callin' my phone
Damn, how that make you feel n***a?
Huh, she love f**kin' with a real n***a
She bought the clothes with the money for your bills, n***a
Got her in the stores pickin' cotton like a field n***a
Huh, now how that make you feel n***a?
Cold hearted but a n***a never chill with him
I'm knockin' down walls while you tryin' to build with her
Gave her my car, now I'm comin' through the Del with her
Look, I'm takin' sh*t to the basics
Uh, she got to start off like races
I f**k her good off the Henny, no chaser
She say she not into girls but I make her
Lick that, don't remember a thing, I forget that
These n***as mad when they see a n***a
But these haters like a white b*t*h with some black friends
It's obvious they want to be a n***a
All bars, what you gettin' when it's REASON n***a
All these fake muhf**kas claimin' that they got tracks
Claimin' that they gangstas but never in a trap
Or they sayin' that they're rappers, but never want to rap
Damn, let me chill 'fore I start somethin'
Creatin' tension, I could hear these n***as' heart pumpin'
And if you thinkin' it's a game, we could draw somethin'
Have you lookin' both ways like it's cars comin'
Ha, haha
Every Friday a beat dies, n***a
REASON n***a
Grindin', uh
Grindin'
Gone

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