Reasons
Too many reasons, I'm so conceited, you won't believe this
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my Dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
I'm off the Hennessey, fuck what you think of me
I'm in my zone, I know you feel the energy
Bitch, you irrelevant, you don't mean shit to me
You talking indirect, don't ever disrespect
Or else my niggas will find you
Don't make me remind you, I keep some bitches that ride too
Oh my god, you ain't know he had a holster
Hang you like a poster
I am on some other shit, I swear I need some toilet paper
Smokin' loud waking up the neighbors
On my high horse, would've thought I levitated
Kept the patience, you ain't never waited
You was stadin' 'round, I was delegatin'
Yous a stupid hoe, yous a stupid hoe, you uneducated
You ain't never lied dawg, I don't wanna be around y'all
Too many reasons, I'm so conceited, you won't believe this
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
This is miraculous, you just need practice
You can't imagine, my shit is magic
You wish that you had this
I got your bitch on my dick doin' backflips
You would think she's in gymnastics
She bring 2 friends now I'm Mr. Fantastic
Fell in love once and I turned to a savage
While my brothers' at home and my
mother's alone and they breakin' to pieces
My life's goin' up in smokes that's why
I'm drinkin' and chiefin' every weekend
I'm close to the edge, I could jump in the deep end
Got damn got damn
Got 99 problems with 99 reason, why I'm so conceited
Too many reasons, I'm so conceited, you won't believe this
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
Go with the flow it's a cycle
Stick out my tongue, bitch I'm Michael
Billie Jean, I'm not the one, that's not my son
You know I'm Michael, just go with the cycle
Go with the cycle
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my Dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
I'm off the Hennessey, fuck what you think of me
I'm in my zone, I know you feel the energy
Bitch, you irrelevant, you don't mean shit to me
You talking indirect, don't ever disrespect
Or else my niggas will find you
Don't make me remind you, I keep some bitches that ride too
Oh my god, you ain't know he had a holster
Hang you like a poster
I am on some other shit, I swear I need some toilet paper
Smokin' loud waking up the neighbors
On my high horse, would've thought I levitated
Kept the patience, you ain't never waited
You was stadin' 'round, I was delegatin'
Yous a stupid hoe, yous a stupid hoe, you uneducated
You ain't never lied dawg, I don't wanna be around y'all
Too many reasons, I'm so conceited, you won't believe this
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
This is miraculous, you just need practice
You can't imagine, my shit is magic
You wish that you had this
I got your bitch on my dick doin' backflips
You would think she's in gymnastics
She bring 2 friends now I'm Mr. Fantastic
Fell in love once and I turned to a savage
While my brothers' at home and my
mother's alone and they breakin' to pieces
My life's goin' up in smokes that's why
I'm drinkin' and chiefin' every weekend
I'm close to the edge, I could jump in the deep end
Got damn got damn
Got 99 problems with 99 reason, why I'm so conceited
Too many reasons, I'm so conceited, you won't believe this
I'm so 100, fuck all the problems, tryna fuck up some commas
Nightmares they haunt us
It's just me and my conscious, it's just me and my dawgs
Don't worry I got 'em, don't get hit with that llama
Real niggas here and it ain't hard to find us
Go with the flow it's a cycle
Stick out my tongue, bitch I'm Michael
Billie Jean, I'm not the one, that's not my son
You know I'm Michael, just go with the cycle
Go with the cycle
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