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letra de reason to - ishon da realest

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f-ck is you chatting bout
lil broke boys they ratting out
run in your crib then i come and i’m blacking out
smoking my gas then i hit on my black n mild

look at the neck (yeah yeah)
look at the ice (okay)
look at that boy (yeah yeah)
and look how he grind

‘cause i’m on my p’s and q’s
and we only see the truth
so we only seeing you
if you give us reason to

came in with a couple stacks in the mattress
better take a seat if you bums can’t stand it
know i’m from the four so you know where i’m landing
got my feet up getting views from a mansion

chasing a bag and i’m getting too many
ride with yo b-tch and she bust like confetti
if you want beef let me know when you ready
only time i sag when them bands too heavy

stop it!
‘cause you know i’m the topic
came in loud and we blasting like rockets
pop it!
you want the addy then drop it
all black rims when i drop the deposit

i want the bread
i want the cheese
i’m chasing the chicken and you wanna beef
it’s easy to see
this n-gga’s a leech
he ain’t in the streets
he just wanna be

‘cause i’m the coldest
i don’t think these bums want it
pistol gripping get to squeezing, they gonna leave they mommas lonely
they gonna hold you down
like a blunt they’ll break you down
son these boys they raising out
lil boy said he want smoke, well you gonna have to face me now

watch how i do it
moving the block like a rubik’s
throw him the scr-p and he shooting
watch how he lose it
ride by myself no recruiting
race to the money but loosing

chasing these broads and things
while we want they rods and chains
i’m thinking they on to me
wait and we gonna see
plane to dubai but i’m staying right on my feet

‘cause i’m on my p’s and q’s (yeah)
and we only see the truth (yeah)
so we only seeing you
if you give us a reason to
‘cause i’m on my p’s and q’s
and we only see the truth
so we only seeing you
if you give us a reason to

all in they ears like tyson, biting
i don’t really care who don’t like me, fight me
all eyes on me like diamonds, shining
flyer than the rest, no stylist, pilot

rods to riches every season
make a scene then i leave and
doing sh-t for no reason
no thoughts no meaning
stay in yo place no leasing

running yo mouth just run me my fade
still talking sh-t and i’m still getting paid
young c-cky boy and i’m stuck in my ways
chasing dead figures so i take it to the grave

dissing me where’s yo profit
left pocket where the glock is
throw my wrist ‘cause they gonna watch this
speaking facts no office
she got cake i got frosting

you know we ain’t seeing you
so give us a reason to (yeah yeah)
they know we ain’t lying
them llamas stay flying
i dare you come see what this hammer do

you know we ain’t seeing you (nah)
so give us a reason to
my homeboy supplying
it ain’t no denying
so play yo cards right or we deal with you

‘cause i’m on my p’s and q’s
and we only see the truth
so we only seeing you
if you give us a reason to
‘cause i’m on my p’s and q’s
and we only see the truth
so we only seeing you
if you give us a reason to

- ishon da realest

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