Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ya, Reason
Look, this time it's darker, ****
This for the soul
Figure this shit out
Look
[Verse 2]
Look, it's hard to handle the tragedy God given me
I mix revenge with apple juice and Hennessy
Combine that with a lost friend and memories
And there you have it, created deadly savage
Boy, this a story of youngin' who grew up with automatics
That made a livin' with robbing like Paula Patton, uh
See this is what happens when there's a money demand, but ****
There's always money demands water
[Verse 3]
I done came from the bottom
Stuck to the hustle
My **** like ponytails, we came from the struggle
****, look how I grew
My **** shoulder to shoulder with me like crowded rooms
The blessin's came raining down like showers do
I accept everything God gave me, the good, bad, the ugly
Lot a work to show a little growth, the flow scruffy
So, when I'm done, I'd rather say I'm deservin' other than lucky
[Verse 4]
Reason is standing on his own two
I used to be the guy, but now I step out fly
That's Clark Kent in the phone booth
Workin' hard to say that I got it
All I'm tryna go from dada to Prada, can't switch to Balenciagas
We work hard for most, wasn't much given
I came up off Fila jackets and lunch tickets
Goin' broke, doing music
To grind harder than shell toes, treated like Velcro
And we stuck with it
From a bucket getter, to a tough spitter
I earned blessings, to duck bitches
Learned lessons, so fuck ****
**** speak behind your back
Don't associate if you even gotta ask did he hate
That's Puff dissin
Determination like good pussy, I dug in it
And look what came from it
It ain't the best if it ain't got my fuckin' name on it
There you have it
Written by: DJ Swish, Robert Gill, Samuel Ahana
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