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Intro Lyrics - Artist : REASON
In- in- in the grand scheme of things, like I'm not supposed to be here, man
I didn't sell drugs, I'm not gang affiliated, I went to college I'm not supposed to be here So I'ma be even more eyes And even if I never even get that supreme confidence, I'ma still these niggas You know what I mean? Like I'ma always find a way I been workin' hard tryna get it (Get it) Lately, I been stressin' (Stressin') Every single night, I feel like I'm outta sessions (Sessions) And I can't even see past my complaints to count my blessin's (Hah) And I been gone so long, every chick think I'm sexin' on another bitch (On another bitch) Feel like this game tryna treat me like I'm Lovie Smith (Like I'm Lovie Smith) Been rackin' my brain tryna come up with a summer hit But fuck y'all, two step I lose money, lose sleep, and I lose sex Lose all of this shit but never lose stress (Hah) Hopin' that one day, I see a new check Fuck all that complainin' ('Plainin'), convinced I'ma make it Remember that statement I got that shit comin' from Pops to the bottom That's attics and basements My team on my back and I swear I won't drop 'em (Drop 'em) I feel like a racist, huh, 'cause fuck these niggas Really I be like, "Fuck these niggas" Look, if this shit don't work Then I'm grabbin' a vest and I'm Googlin' how to create me a bomb Go in to Capitol Records with TEC's and some weapons And switchin' my thoughts to Sadaam If y'all don't start playin' my records, I know I'm the best Just to come out the West And so this is a stick-up, like this is erections In order to come, I'ma need me my credit, nigga Huh, fuck waitin' on a chest, muhfucka I'ma take one If a door ain't open, I'ma make one If a shot ain't there, I create one, hah 'Cause this is my season My heart, my sweat, and I'm bleedin', uh Shout out Del Amo, uh, muhfucka, this REASON |
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