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reason - g herbo lyrics

[intro]
yeah
uh
you already know it’s me, man, the big g
i was sixteen, pullin’ up with foreign whips and sh*t, poppin’ out on my block hundred thousand in jewels on
ten thousand in my pockets, both pockets, man
two*thousand*dollar fits, i swear to god
this back then, way back when
we showed you n*ggas how to do this sh*t, man
we been flexin’ round the city
gettin’ all the bad b*tches, havin’ motion, doin’ what we wanted
and we was steppers, we showed you n*ggas not to play with us, for real
look
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason

[verse 1]
i’m the reason n*ggas rap about they set
i was the first one to put my dеad mans around my neck, all baguettes
i was puttin’ work in ’round thе clock, ain’t get no f*cking rest
when we saw threats on the internet, we put opps to the test
if his head worth some money, got a youngin, come collect
never fumble on no hit, they hop out broad day, come correct
let the clip off, now they runnin’, handgun hit like a tec
but i told them f*ck the streets, you better get that f*cking check, n*gga
cut that weight off me, now i’m right back in full effect
tell me how you hatin’ on me and i’m the reason you got respect, n*gga
i ain’t trippin’, i stuff hollow tips all in my vek
i stay ready to make a mess, 7.62 rip that vest, n*gga
i’m a dog off the leash, won’t end up in no vet
i’m a lamb’, ‘rari, new mclaren, n*gga, i ain’t no “vette whipper
ball with me, check
they ain’t see me next
got these suckas stressed
everything vs, yes
[chorus]
it’s my season
they ain’t believe me
watch your mouth, you bleed for that i’m the reason n*ggas check
i’m the reason they get rich and leave they block but still go back
i’m the reason all these young n*ggas tryin’ to rap, want to catch a hat i’m the reason for them blessings i’m the reason my b*tch flexing
your b*tch sendin’ paragraphs and i’m the reason why she texting
everybody got a bag and i’m the reason in my section
i’m the reason they don’t come outside, we taught they ass a lesson, uh

[verse 2]
pull maybachs in, n*gga my whole team winnin’ like the pac*10
broski get a hundred sold as soon as the pack land
rockin’ yellow rose gold, my diamonds african
i got rich white money, but i’m a black man
flow dope, i got ’em hooked just like the crack gen
up that forty, now they shook, can’t take back what they said
every n*gga diss my brother in the ‘raq, they dead
bullets tap they head, yeah
i was fightin’ a fed case, but i did not go fed
pay my lawyer bread, then went and tuck my kids in bed
i’m still having nightmares, i wake up seeing red
think back, if it weren’t for rap, where would i be instead?
probably
probably jail, probably, probably dead, probably
i take care of my mama, i’m the man, charlie
yellin;, “free my partners,” my boy kept it solid
took his time, he comin’ home even though he got ten bodies
[chorus]
it’s my season
they ain’t believe me
watch your mouth, you bleed for that i’m the reason n*ggas check
i’m the reason they get rich and leave they block but still go back
i’m the reason all these young n*ggas tryin’ to rap, want to catch a hat i’m the reason for them blessings i’m the reason my b*tch flexing
your b*tch sendin’ paragraphs and i’m the reason why she texting
everybody got a bag and i’m the reason in my section
i’m the reason they don’t come outside, we taught they ass a lesson, uh

[outro]
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
i’m the reason
(cannon, cannon went crazy)

- g herbo lyrics

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