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Reason To
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Reason To was released on February 9, 2020 by Reel Real co. as a part of the album Reason To - Single
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Release DateFebruary 9, 2020
LabelReel Real co.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM137

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ishon Da Realest
Ishon Da Realest
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ishon Rankins
Ishon Rankins
Songwriter

Lyrics

Fuck is you chattin' bout
Lil broke boys, they rattin' out
Run in your crib, then I come and I'm blackin out
Smokin' my gas then I hit on my black n' mild
Look at the neck
Look at the ice
Look at that boy
And look how he grind
Cus I'm on my Ps and Qs, And we only see the
truth
So we only seein' you, if you give us reason
to
Came in with a couple stacks in a mattress
Better take a seat, if you bums can't stand it
Know I'm from the 4, so you know where I'm landin
Got my feet up, gettin' views from a mansion Chasing a bag and I'm gettin' too many
Ride with your bitch and she bust like confetti
If you want beef, let me know when you ready
Only time I sag when the band's too heavy
Stop it
Cause you know I'm the topic
Came in loud and we blastin' like rockets
Pop it, you want the addy, then drop it
All black rims when I drop that deposit
I want the bread, I want the cheese
I'm chasin' the chicken and you wanna beef
It's easy to see this ****'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 grippin', get to squeezin they gon' leave they mamas lonely
They gon' hold you down, Like a blunt they'll
break you down
Son these boys, they raisin' now
Lil' boy said he want smoke,
Well, uh You gon' hit the face with now
Watch how I do it, moving his block like a Rubik's
Throw him the scrap and he shootin'
Watch how he lose it, ride by myself, no recruitin
Race to the money but losin'
Chasin' these broads and things
While we want they rods and chains I'm thinkin' they on to me
Wait and we gonna see Plane to Dubai but I'm stayin' right on my feet
Cause I'm on my P's and Q's And we only see the truth
So we only seein' 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 seein' you If you give us a reason to
All in they ears like Tyson, bitin'
I don't really care who don't like me, fight me
All eyes on me like diamonds, shinin
Flyer than the rest, no stylist, pilot
Rods to riches every season
Make a scene, then I leave and
Doin' shit for no reason
No thoughts, no meanin' Stay in your place, no leasin
Run in your mouth, just run me my fade
Still talkin' shit and I'm still gettin' paid
Young cocky boy and I'm stuck in my ways
Chasin' dead figures so I take it to the grave
Dissing me, where's your profit? Left pocket, where the glock is
Throw my wrist cause they gon' watch this Speakin' facts, no office
She got cake, I got frosting
You know we ain't seein' you
So give us a reason to They know we ain't lying
Them llamas, stay flyin'
I dare you, come see what this hammer do
You know we ain't seein' you
So give us a reason to
My homeboy supplyin'
It ain't no denyin'
So play your 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 seein' 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 seein' you If you give us a reason to
Written by: Ishon Rankins
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