Текст песни
Gimme
a
reason,
I
been
itchin'
to
set
ya
straight
Ain't
step
foot
in
my
kitchen
but
ya
fixin'
ya
second
plate
Niggas
lied
in
my
face,
thinking
I
ain't
hip
to
the
play
Love
got
in
the
way,
told
my
brotha
I'm
out
of
patience
He
ain't
got
what
it
takes,
outchea
still
relying
on
fate
Looked
down
on
my
faith
From
that
moment
saw
you
as
prey
Still
rolling
Got
my
foot
on
the
gas
Can't
slow
up,
hung
up
from
missteps
in
the
past
Mistakes
that
led
to
blood
shed,
theres
pain
I
haven't
moved
pass
What
did
I
inherit
from
my
kin?
An
obsession
with
stackin'
Daddy
raised
a
hustla,
I
still
prefer
physical
cash
Never
trusted
niggas
outchea
doing
the
digital
dash,
pussy
First
robbed
me
a
nigga,
my
tools
were
my
hands,
pussy
Can't
meet
where
I
stand,
then
you
ain't
a
man,
pussy
See
they
still
trynna
figure
me
out
No
sweat
broken
as
I
stand
in
the
mist
of
the
fire
Arms
wide
open,
only
thing
that
I
fear
is
the
clock
Look
me
in
my
sober
eyes,
is
you
killa
or
not?
Put
this
work
in,
dirt
did,
to
fill
in
the
plot
All
said
and
done,
fuck
you
think
gon
fill
in
my
spot?
All
said
and
done,
will
they
call
me
the
realest
to
pop?
All
said
and
done,
will
they
put
me
with
jigga
and
pac?
Shit,
Moni
said
Nah,
because
you're
one
of
one
I
ain't
naive
I
know
they
rankin
em
off
where
you
from
not
what
you've
done
They
rather
hold
up
all
my
losses
over
what
I've
won
Putting
up
my
blinders
There's
no
guides
to
where
no
one
has
gone
So
will
I
stay
through
fuss,
leave
town,
go
get
a
buck,
or
leave
it
all
up
to
luck
Guess
I
really
got
no
options,
I'm
choosing
all
the
above
Making
sure
my
heart
aligned,
I
did
it
all
for
the
love
This
all
bout
perfecting
timing,
I
did
it
all
in
the
clutch
I
bet
my
city
a
go
quiet
if
I
go
ghost
for
a
month
I
bet
I
be
ya
new
supplier
if
I
go
Ghost
for
a
month
Lil
buzz
done
got
em
high,
I'm
here
to
sober
em
up
Niggas
play
but
know
what's
up
Toe
the
line
until
it
up
there
Talking
fly,
you
better
jump
Can't
switch
sides
after
we
punt
Got
you
a
turn
at
a
run
Intercept,
took
it
back
like
Work
in
the
trunk
Bitch
it's
the
first
of
the
month,
try
me
Do
you
know
much
how
i
gave
up
for
this?
What's
on
the
line?
Thrown
in
the
den
and
I
slept
comfortable
amongst
the
lions
But
what's
the
real
amongst
lies
Who
is
you
to
decide?
X
said
the
fake
disappears
when
the
truth
arrives
Makes
sense
to
why
you
tuck
and
hide
when
I
step
outside
Boy,
even
if
these
was
ya
size,
you
wouldn't
step
inside
You
ran
a
sprint,
I
run
the
mile
It'll
never
be
a
tie
I
told
you
that
the
world
was
mine,
ain't
get
here
being
shy
Now
is
the
time
Each
shots,
towards
a
win
Deep
breath,
hold
it
in
Let
it
blow,
letting
go
of
my
sins
Let
em
know
what
it
is
The
flames
glow,
slow
burn
Bitch
it
was
lit
from
the
beginning
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