Don't beg me back, whore, i got my reasons/
Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
Now you ask "why is that?" well for obvious reasons
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
We think, we write, we give our reasons
The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its
I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest
I get rid of any reasons to exist, starts pissed
My mind full of lesions left behind the bull shit reasons
Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks
Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb
I get scared as the reasons start to deepen
Revelations say you either fry or fly
Happiness is something that you can't buy and thats why
That's why i consider rappad the fucken future
She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
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