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letra de reasonz - derez de'shon

[intro: derez de’shon]
derez de’shon

[chorus: derez de’shon]
neck on freezer (neck on freezer)
pockets on cheeses (pockets on cheese)
i got a clip and a drum
i got my reasons (i got my reasons)
he say he bat, he say he slatt
and i believe him (i swear i believe him)
i keep a youngin with a youngin
i got my reasons (i got my reasons)
you say you love me, you say you ridin’
i gotta see it (i gotta see it)
so hard to love, so hard to trust
i got my reasons (i got my reasons)
put in some work, go do some dirt
make me believe (make me believe)
this sh-t ain’t easy (this sh-t ain’t easy)
’cause i got my reasons (yeah yeah)

[verse 1: derez de’shon]
yeah, big face rollie on me and a clip hangin’ on my hip (don’t do it)
please don’t trip (don’t do it)
f-ck around, get your kinfolk flipped (rrah)
quarter million dollars worth of drip
hangin’ ’round my neck, can’t ego trip (uh-uh)
ballin’ with a eurostep
fly fat n-gga, you ain’t seen this drip (bend over)
since all the fame, a lot of sh-t changed
it’s different with me and my partners
since all the change, they look at me strange
i feel like they watchin’ to rob me
i can’t trust a thing so i keep a flame
i never know who out here plottin’
step right in your face, start talkin’ crazy
and you ain’t do nothin’ about it
i put it all on the line so many times (so many times)
i wanna see if you gon’ ride for me (i wanna know), die for me
you said you love me, but you been lyin’ to me (derez de’shon)

[verse 2: lil durk]
this sh-t not easy, it’s medium
n-ggas do love you but you is not feedin’ them, yeah
i was with you, you was regular
way before you was drivin’ in premium, yeah
streets made me lose my mind
i cannot waste my time
i was always frontline
you cannot play with my life
k!llers on you, same night, ooh
i can’t trust your guys
i’ma tell the truth, not lie
a f-ck n-gga stole my pipe
off them drugs, i ain’t care as long as i had my pint (lean)
i really be slidin’ with k!llers
and i’m rich, it ain’t addin’ up
they don’t know that i love ’em through the low
i don’t know if they can handle the truth
you gave the police the scoop, like d-mn, what you do?
roxy, oxycontin, that’s your new
plottin’, watchin’ me, you gon’ lose

[outro: derez de’shon]
i wanna know
that sh-t hard, hahaha

- derez deshon

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