No Reason (feat. James Lee Blevins)
Life could be dream
Whatever that means
Looking online it's
Not as hard it seems
Working till 7
Woke up at 10
Look at my car like
Where is my Benz?
Guess it depends
Is you following trends
Is you still on your budget
Going out with your friends
Then the night ends
Everything comes to a close
Oh I suppose
That's just how my life was meant to go, for no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
I'm stuck to her, And I just don't know what to do
It's like I bear hugged her in a pool full of glue
Your no good for me and I'm no good for you
Keep it locked up or do I tell the truth
I just couldn't
I told my friends that I wouldn't
Keep you around
Even though that I shouldn't
You'd think I'd be terrified
You killed my fucking Daddy bitch
You the reason my hero died
You made my momma cry
Tears in that woman's eyes
Guilty of homicide
Like father like son
Is it really me next in line?
When I'm missing you
I just feel the need to scream inside
You bring out my demon side
You provide piece of mind
Or so I think
Or maybe I'm not
We can't keep doing this, we need to stop
Too many blessings and talents to drop
I'm 21 far too young to just rot
In a grave
Here lies R.I.P James
He was just never the same
I can't let y'all see the day
It's time I cut the strings
Fuck This
Here lies you
Nicotine
Whatever that means
Looking online it's
Not as hard it seems
Working till 7
Woke up at 10
Look at my car like
Where is my Benz?
Guess it depends
Is you following trends
Is you still on your budget
Going out with your friends
Then the night ends
Everything comes to a close
Oh I suppose
That's just how my life was meant to go, for no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
For no reason
I'm stuck to her, And I just don't know what to do
It's like I bear hugged her in a pool full of glue
Your no good for me and I'm no good for you
Keep it locked up or do I tell the truth
I just couldn't
I told my friends that I wouldn't
Keep you around
Even though that I shouldn't
You'd think I'd be terrified
You killed my fucking Daddy bitch
You the reason my hero died
You made my momma cry
Tears in that woman's eyes
Guilty of homicide
Like father like son
Is it really me next in line?
When I'm missing you
I just feel the need to scream inside
You bring out my demon side
You provide piece of mind
Or so I think
Or maybe I'm not
We can't keep doing this, we need to stop
Too many blessings and talents to drop
I'm 21 far too young to just rot
In a grave
Here lies R.I.P James
He was just never the same
I can't let y'all see the day
It's time I cut the strings
Fuck This
Here lies you
Nicotine
Credits
Writer(s): James Blevins
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