Reasons (feat. Mozzy, G Perico & Bobby Luv)

Everybody wanna be a gangsta till gangsta shit happen

But **** only gangsta shit you know is gangsta rappin'

Salute the Obama, yeah, Lil' D back

These rat **** slippin' through loopholes and cracks

Rest in peace to the jet I was mobbing on my rack

Did my time at Santa Rita stayed silent came back

Can't reduce my name in their **** paperwork

Left them suckers on the circus

They was playing with the turf

I've been styling since birth

Trap in silence at the work

Putting miles on the skirt

Fuck college, it didn't work

I sip lean, I fuck with perps

Believe in God but don't go to church

Angel monitor would've curved

Being the best could be a curse

Gimme hella reason

I gotta shop her kids, I gotta squeeze one

Against everybody trying to be one

My **** in the back I gotta feed 'em

Yeah, I be all night wishin' **** was shit

Eatin' the cup of cereal that's her share

And then fifty copper bullets and I was there

I love that lil **** cause he went stage

Beach boys stand by me for the wood chips

Fifty K diamonds that's the cook break

Her riches ballin on Babi Arnette

A plan on our downfall we ain't fall yet

Laurel Hibachi's on my lane, yeah, and they all wet

We taggin up your big toe when **** talk way

True sum my shoulders accepting all bends

Kick his ass well done

Now it's raw fresh

Gimme hella reason

I gotta shop her kids, I gotta squeeze one

Against everybody trying to be one

My **** in the back I gotta feed 'em

Rap-sheet full of gun cases, twenty five four hunnid

Before I see the judge I'm ballin out with all money

Get my bitch from the line to come get me

That AMG kick skrrt when I'm floatin through the city

Don't ask why I do that

Bitch I'm gangsta

In thirty South Central

Where your own homies try to stink ya

**** made me a beast

From the honey side East

Kick dope, guns spray all over my street

I'm just a ballin ass ghetto ass

Jerri curl back left side blue rag

**** get to politicking

Get out my way I need a billion

Gimme a reason I got too many kills

It's G

Gimme hella reason

I gotta shop her kids, I gotta squeeze one

Against everybody trying to be one

My **** in the back I gotta feed 'em