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reasons - silas "bishop" mcbride lyrics

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[verse 1]
see my past life be trippin’, so i only get to sippin’
on the moët, get her more wet, and a gold neck
you know i only score like a goal net
i’on do first cl-ss, i want my own jet
finna put on for the whole set, yeah
stick to workin’ till i owe less
i need more s-x, less stress and the bed stretched
got ’em all pressed
some be actin’ so vex
check up on my phone, it’s my ex with a text, like
“w-ssup, is you on? what you tryna do?
got a couple things in mind and they involve you”
got too many things on mine, but i replied too
next thing that i know, told her to slide thru
only 6 foot, but got me feelin’ 9’2″
shout out no1 noah had to think that line thru
know my brothers got my back, yeah they got my spine too
and i’m married to the game like i said, “i do, i do”

[chorus]
so give me a reason to come around (oh)
break me down (break me down)
break me down
so give me a reason to show you love (us, us, us)
it could be us, us, us
could it be us, us, us?

[verse 2]
yeah, ay
and when it comes to reasons, you know that i have plenty
you so beautiful, that smile, you’on’t even need the fenty
start to pour out my feelings like i’m mixin’ with the remy
say you wanna go half? ahh, baby, don’t tempt me, ah
feelin’ so blessed cause, ooh, yeah i got one (yeah)
you so picture-perfect, so, baby, i ain’t crop nothin’
i’ma keep it real, so real, and never start frontin’ (never front)
only time i go behind your back is when the shots comin’
pour up the drank then i hit it real slow
can he do it like this? oh no, no, no
yeah, ignorance is bliss when you livin’ real low
baby face, mommasboy, said that’s the logo
want the money and some fans asking for the photos
want a loft and a crib, let’s take a trip to soho
yeah i do this for myself, but never ridin’ solo (yeah)
on my way to the money so quick, like a toll road
and i can’t take no off-days, yeah
quick to cut you off if you comin’ with the false play
hard work is what it all takes
and i’m grindin’ to the end till my whole fam straight
yeah

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