Steveghuy - Reasons Lyrics

Lyrics Reasons - Steveghuy




Uh, dreamin' about life again
Fish for trout, awakenin'
Rememberin' my sturdy men
Hit once, twice, or thrice again
Rackin' in dollar bills, that's 10
G's on top of million
Cheesin' my Balenciaga
That's two racks, I'm bargainin'
Bake with me, medallions
Fluffy, light, I'm high again
Nostalgia from the playpen
Sorry Ma, locked up again
Sorry Pa, I'm fumblin'
Ooh-ooh, ah-ah, Grumblin'
I think I'm old enough to win
You over with no runnin'
Back to the main reason
For rappin' in the basement
Broken hearts and fame are beaten
Through this whole damn season
I'm tellin' y'all you can't imagine
All the shit, I've been caught slackin
Even without all the passion
JK I have so much passion
Passion with the light intent
To relive all the moments spent
With you each day, every hour
'Bout time that I talk about
How injury and desperation
Robbed me of my favorite action
Running in the park each day
You don't know how much I'd pay
Pay to return to my prime
Pray to the altar that I'm fine
Shame to the ones that think that I'm
Done with life, I've got more time
Uh, dreamin' about life again
Fish for trout, awakenin'
Rememberin' my sturdy men
Hit once, twice, or thrice again
Rackin' in dollar bills, that's 10
G's on top of million
Cheesin' my Balenciaga
That's two racks, I'm bargainin'
Bake with me, medallions
Fluffy, light, I'm high again
Nostalgia from the playpen
Sorry Ma, locked up again
Sorry Pa, I'm fumblin'
Ooh-ooh, ah-ah, Grumblin'
I think I'm old enough to win
You over with no runnin'
Hey you there (there with me)
Are you scared (you said to me)
Don't play fair (fair to me)
'Cause I'm right there. (there to be)
Hey you there (there with me)
Are you scared (you said to me)
Don't play fair (fair to me)
'Cause I'm right there. (there to be)
Pay to return to my prime
Pray to the altar that I'm fine
Shame to the ones that think that I'm
Done with life, I've got more time
Uh, dreamin' about life again
Fish for trout, awakenin'
Rememberin' my sturdy men
Hit once, twice, or thrice again
Rackin' in dollar bills, that's 10
G's on top of million
Cheesin' my Balenciaga
That's two racks, I'm bargainin'
Bake with me, medallions
Fluffy, light, I'm high again
Nostalgia from the playpen
Sorry Ma, locked up again
Sorry Pa, I'm fumblin'
Ooh-ooh, ah-ah, Grumblin'
I think I'm old enough to win
You over with no runnin'



Writer(s): John Bettis, Steven M. Porcaro, Sterling Lauren Simms



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