The Reason

Lyrics

(Intro) After all i've been through in my life And all the young deaths, shootings and killings I know theres a reason why I'm still here It's just what it is Aha (Verse 1) The reason why I rap, pack and stay strapped Lay down on my stomach while mommy walk on my back Jump into action ready for war Or any type of bullshit that comes through any door I'll blow you back with this hammer, no joke so laugh I can't give you nothing nigga just smoke for cash And if you fronting on money i'm a whip that ass I'm a close the front door and do it with class I'm still doing curls and various streches Just incase I gotta get dirty and wretched I'm not far from the streets though I live in the burbs I'm an OG my dude still slapping the herb Throwing trash out the window onto the curb People looking at me like this nigga got the nerve I keep it moving never let em' stop my swerve And when they question my shit I just say "word" (Chorus) It's the reason why I live The reason why I breathe The reason why I feel The reason why I'm real The reason Aha The reason The reason that I'm here It's the reason why I live The reason why I breathe The reason why I feel The reason why I'm real The reason Aha The reason The reason that I'm here (Verse 2) Don't ever have a reason to trust a stank hoe First antwon walker then ochocinco Get your money baby, trust me I know how it go Only weak dudes seperate from they dough The reason why I'm here and never smile in picture Cause every single room got a handful of snitches And I ain't never broke bread with tattletale bitches So they never get a chance to hold onto my riches I'm a full grown man with an african tan And I still have visions of bodies stuffed in trashcans Permanent scowl, I'm from murdapan Wake up from them nightmeres, it's many murders man Still spit the (?) Gracefully getting older My kids warm my heart, my enemies keep it colder I love this shit, it's a gift or a curse Cut to the graveyard get hit by a hearse I lost my pops and my man guru The legacy continues i'm a do what I do And trust me little man we ain't forgot about you But you want the legal system to do what it do But we street niggas so we breathe the steets And when we so your little ass you got to get that ass speed I'm still here and I promise that we'll get even Cause this here is the motherfucking season The reason!