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See Why
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Hip-Hop/Rap
See Why was released on February 2, 2017 by Sha MuLa, Chase BenJi & Giz Da Cheifa as a part of the album Sha MuLa X Chase BenJi X Giz da Cheifa
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2017
LabelSha MuLa, Chase BenJi & Giz Da Cheifa
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

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Lyrics

I can never see why (I can never see why)
Haters try to deny (woah, oh oh)
All the work we put in, you gotta be kiddin'
Cheers like I'm big pimpin' y'all **** be slippin'
I can see why
**** wanna be fly like these guys
Put the boy in a box like a Reebok
One shot to the head, **** treetop (woah, woah)
Get dropped, like a **** got picked up
Body droppin' like a bill in a strip club
My **** don't hesitate ya
Might levitate ya, whole body get lift up
I'm up in the A.M., my bitch in Miami
I got a sweet tooth, and my bitch is my candy
Pull up with the mask on, I'm so scary
I hit em' with the hurricane, but no Sandy
Everybody wanna front, but they can't deny it
Put **** in the dirt like a dandelion
I cut a **** off like a samurai
I beat a **** down til' I vandalize (woo)
If you don't wanna talk no money shit
Don't talk to me, and don't walk to me
And I ain't playin' with you, no funny shit
My guys wanna break the bank
And my guys got juice like gatorade
And my guys got bread like a bakery
And my guys got whips like slavery
And we out
I can never see why (I can never see why)
Haters try to deny (woah oh oh)
All the work we put in, you gotta be kiddin'
Cheers like I'm big pimpin' y'all **** be slippin'
It took nights and days
They mad we started the wave up
Last **** I was cool with
First **** that gave up
How they hell they gonna blame us
We came up, everybody got flamed up
Post up, back down when I face up
Everybody wanna beat down, better raise up
I just want a half in a Ziploc
I'm on the road, with no pitstop
Try to stop my journey
Its a wrap for these ****, no hip-hop
****, you an op, you an enemy
I'ma put em' in a box like Kennedy's
We goin' straight to the top
'Cause we got shit on lock like a felony
Some of my **** on Rikers
Some of my **** is righteous
You good, everybody start hatin'
Fuck what they sayin', they don't gotta like us
Takin' shots, but they don't know 'bout the snipers
Know a lot, but they don't know 'bout the vipers
I move like an automobile
Got bitches ridin', like they roll with the bikers
I can never see why (I can never see why)
Haters try to deny (woah oh oh)
All the work we put in, you gotta be kiddin'
Cheers like I'm big pimpin' y'all **** be slippin'
You could say we bring the fire
Young black king, like my mother named Messiah
And we gonna bring you higher
Higher than you ever seen
Smokin' on some gasoline
Spillin' all that medicine, on me
Written by: H S.
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