Reasons (feat. Jreamer & Griploc)

Maybe we can hang out next weekend
But right now yeah I'm running out of reasons
Yeah you stomped on my heart committed treason
Yeah your mood's changing like the four seasons
Yeah you swear we had a date you must've dreamt it
Yeah that text you saw... I never sent it
Yeah I gave you all my heart it wasn't rented
Sorry I can't see you now I'm at the dentist

I only got so much time to drop rhymes
I'm only one guy so don't try to slide anymore work
Down my Hyde I can't fly
But all y'all tryna get up in my ride
My vision gets blurry when I'm all up in a hurry
And I can't focus I'm so rushed you know this
Let me check my schedule cause time is residual
I gotta take a rain check gotta get my paycheck
Maybe next time we will try and connect
We will see what could be
It's that I can't be specific on the date or the time
Or if I'm even alive
Do let hit you a text better know what's next
Oh shit my phones dead and I don't know my digits
Just take down my address and come over as my guest
Oh wait I'm moving out at the end of this sentence
So let's just play it by ear my dear I fear
There is no real clear explanation
Or end destination to this information I'm giving ya
Little did I give to ya
But I gotta go so gotta get rid of ya (peace)
I'm sure we'll get another chance to meet life does
Have a way of making things complete
Just jott down my name
It's G R I P L O C
Resident in the Van-City
Really I don't mean any disrespect but I've got priorities
That are more direct
That need to be met at this exact moment
So let's end this set it was nice to chat
Yeah, it's nice to meet... Don't mean to be discrete
But I got heat
Gotta go gotta go gotta go

Maybe we can hang out next weekend
But right now yeah I'm running out of reasons
Yeah you stomped on my heart committed treason
Yeah your mood's changing like the four seasons
Yeah you swear we had a date you must've dreamt it
Yeah that text you saw... I never sent it
Yeah I gave you all my heart it wasn't rented
Sorry I can't see you now I'm at the dentist

I'm out of reasons shawty
So imma just tell you the truth
Like a real man should do
I prefer spittin with my crew
Than sitting here talking to you
Only cause you treat me all rude
And there's never anything to do
When we be chillin
There's some vibes be Killin (true)
And I don't wanna be a villain (nah)
But preferably you'd leave me alone
Delete all our pictures and block me out your phone
I don't want a chance for you to creep in my life again
A pain it's a shame it is
We gotta go our separate ways
For you I mean
And for me the next queen it is
We just didn't connect huh
It was meaningless
Or I guess and that's what I though I feel sorry if You're feeling that it's not uh
But thats a fact that's how it be
You a cat going crazy it's a catastrophe
I still spit though words sounding hypno
Way I got your head boppin listening to your headphones
Uh so I can write a poem, a song, Or even a script
I'll get a hoe your mom and even a bitch
So I'm not worried bout you you should leave right quick
I'm not lying anymore girl I got no reasons
I'm telling you the truth
Why else would I be coming off blunt and rude
Maybe it's your attitude ooh
Or maybe I'm in a bad mood
Let's try again next week for now toodalooo
I ain't got no more business wit you
Feel free to out on your shoes
After how you do what you do?
Sorry babe I just don't wanna hang with you

Maybe we can hang out next weekend
But right now yeah I'm running out of reasons
Yeah you stomped on my heart committed treason
Yeah your mood's changing like the four seasons
Yeah you swear we had a date you must've dreamt it
Yeah that text you saw... I never sent it
Yeah I gave you all my heart it wasn't rented
Sorry I can't see you now I'm at the dentist
Sorry I can't see you now I'm at the dentist
Sorry I can't see you now I'm at the dentist



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Writer(s): Adam Gullason
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