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Artiste:
Reason
Titre:
Not What You Think
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Hello Hello, girl Hello Hello, girl Yeah, yeah Fuck they been talkin' 'bout? Fuck they been talkin' 'bout? Yeah Turn me up, gang Yeah Accomplish some shit while I turn into REASON You can't get no sleep when you focus on dreamin' I took the demons and turn 'em to meetings I doubted myself, I worked hard and I seen it Anything possible, you just believe it The picture too big, break that shit up in pieces Hire some homies when little Got stuck in the middle of politics, now niggas grievin' Rocks thrown, they turn into headstones In the room, man, sometimes, it get red rum Good times feel short, but the hell long Holdin' onto these tracks, now they railroad Couple of women I led on Several, she miss 'em, 'cause they take whatever I give 'em Would hit 'em, then hid it and loved 'em 'cause they had no problem with keepin' shit hidden I worked on myself, I was feedin' my ego My spirit on zero, low bread like it's keto Pussy start callin', that liquor start callin' Temptation start climbin', my discipline fallin' Stuck in the field, one day, becomin' a has-been Carry pride for who they was way back then Ironic I recorded "Trapped In" while I'm trapped in Look, I thought that I made it and broadened my reach Thought it'd be game, my niggas was geeked Signin' on road, but it's not what you think Couple of hoes, but it's not what you think Niggas scream gang, but what do that mean? A couple of chains, you livin' a dream Shit hit the fan and it's not what you think Niggas down bad, it's not what you think Hello, bitch Hello, bitch Hello, bitch On the dead homies, whole lotta gang shit goin' on My niggas nukin' shit, call 'em the microwave That boy just came outside and gave his life away Half of my niggas is checkin' the price of crypto Other half checkin' what's the coke price today I'm in the middle, let's hurry and meet, I'm growin' out of reach What's better than hunger? Teachin' how to eat Apparently, I'm changin', say goodbye to me, say goodbye to me Ugly as the truth, so tell a lie to me Satisfy my needs, don't nobody feel me Ego been at peace, so can't nobody kill me I don't need a reason, I just got a feeling Shout my nigga REASON, we gon' crash the ceiling Shatter all the glass walls in this bitch Kill a nigga mask off in this bitch Celebrate like last call in this bitch, like Hello, bitch Remember you dubbin' my demo, bitch I'm pullin' the strings like a cello, bitch Now make that ass jiggle like Jell-O, bitch Stirrin' the pot and I'm hot as the kettle Vacate the wins, I don't settle quick Seen every kind and their wish is settled Been down with my ones and we never switched Thought that I made it and broadened my reach Thought it'd be game, my niggas was geeked Signin' on road, but it's not what you think Couple of hoes, but it's not what you think Niggas scream gang, but what do that mean? A couple of chains, you livin' a dream Shit hit the fan and it's not what you think Niggas down bad, it's not what you think Hello, bitch Hello, bitch Hello, bitch On the dead homies, whole lotta gang shit goin' on