Lyrics Lil Gotit – Reasons
Text:
All this Yeezus, no reason
You keep talkin’ ’bout these reasons, no reason
No reasons, no reasons
Just like the baby
Hood baby
Why you wearing all this Yeezus
When I was down bad they ain’t feed us
Swore to death they’d leave me
They keep on giving me excuses
We live our soul like we rutheless
All these reasons
They give me reasons
They gon’ hate on me ’cause my money long
This hoe tight as they come
Those my reasons
Reasons reasons, reasons reasons
Lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em
Sent the message through the text
I can’t read it I’m up next
Went and copped chains just to flex
That’s a bankroll
Now I’m subzero
Pockets look like kilos
Yeah I’m built Ford tough
These niggas want nuh shmoke
I got more on the way
I send the boy by his way
Trap I’m gon’ skrt skrt
Lil uzi with me in the vert
We blow O’s now
Old hunnids wanna come around
Asian bitches tryna fuck around
Pussy, I got reasons
These bitches was broke and peasants when I received ’em
I can never need ’em
So money grow on trees now
Hood baby gon’ feed
I’m back on my feet
It’s crazy but it’s true
Why you wearing all this Yeezus
When I was down bad they ain’t feed us
Swore to death they’d leave me
They keep on giving me excuses
We live our soul like we rutheless
All these reasons
They give me reasons
They gon’ hate on me ’cause my money long
This hoe tight as they come
Those my reasons
Reasons reasons, reasons reasons
Lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em
Bring ’em to me, uplift his soul
I put my hands in that pot of gold
Take ’em all then we’ll murder ?
I gave ’em back on my chain they ain’t choke
I split a nigga like a cantaloupe
I’m vibed down on a antidote
Break her back like a back door
Aventador, my new toy
Engine sound real raw
I’m a big dawg lil’ boy
I got my mind in it
I spent my time in it
These slimes gon’ slide with me
Ain’t no more kind in me
I gotta stay real, rifle on my side
I got side they gon’ ride they gon’ ride
You gon’ try, you gon’ try, you gon’ try
Then you gon’ die, you gon’ die, you gon’ die
Why you wearing all this Yeezus
When I was down bad they ain’t feed us
Swore to death they’d leave me
They keep on giving me excuses
We live our soul like we rutheless
All these reasons
They give me reasons
They gon’ hate on me ’cause my money long
This hoe tight as they come
Those my reasons
Reasons reasons, reasons reasons
Lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em, lift ’em
Album
Lil Gotit – Hood Baby
