No Reason

Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap that hoe she's a

bitch

It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me

I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz

None of y'all niggaz, don't know Jesus bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it

I'm a loc, and my loc niggaz need me bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggaz

I see a bunch of wannabe's in it

Ain't no love, for none of y'all niggaz

Swear to God, fuck every one of y'all niggaz

I wish I could murder, every one of y'all niggaz

Skinny jeans corrupted, every one of y'all niggaz

Leave that shit up, to Drake and Wayne

If you ain't them, then you faking mayn

Take it however, you wanna take it mayn

Some in the ground, now beneath the basement mayn

I know boys wonder, how I made it to the top

I make real music, and I take it to the block

Your flow is broke, you need to take it to the shop

My flow is big dick, hoes take it nonstop

My flow is arrogant, like fuck your verse

Devil in disguise, nigga fuck your church

Baptize your ass, and bloody up your shirt

Go get my money, hurry up hoe work

My people still waiting, on money from Barack

From a house to a spot, king size to a cot

Said it was getting better, but the shit didn't stop

So the women on the block, pussy full of rock

AR-50, I love my girl

Nobody here but us, I love my world

I'm oh so jealous, don't touch my girl

I'll let her holla at ya, don't trust my girl

Yeah, who that wanna do that

Like run up on a nigga, that'll bust and make the crowd

move back

Let a mo'fucker, run up on Ro

I promise I'ma handle my bidness, and leave a fool flat

On his back

Either with these hands, or this tool I pack

I'm a Mo City nigga, I done told you that

I'm a general, and that's where my soldiers at for real

Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap that hoe she's a

bitch

It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me

I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz

None of y'all niggaz, don't know Jesus bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it

I'm a loc, and my loc niggaz need me bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggaz

I see a bunch of wannabe's in it

Most of y'all niggaz, just sprayed yourself

Like you got what you got, with no help

Like God, ain't got nothing to do with your wealth

Don't even take time, to say thanks for your help

I know I'm fucked up, that's why I be repenting

Every five minutes, I need to be forgiven

From Sunday morning service, straight to prison

God brought me through it, that's why I'm living

Don't believe in him, he don't believe in you

He let somebody run up on you, or merk you fool

Then you bad, till you meet somebody worse than you

That shirt'll do something, you ain't think a shirt

could do

I use to be a young asshole

Ain't shit changed, I'm still in mash mode

I roll around my city, on glass fo's

No pockets, them ain't my pants hoe

What the fuck, is a relationship

Too much of a playa, to chase a bitch

I'm Mr. Ruffle, I make the chips

You taker a shit, I take a trip

I roll by myself, I don't need a lot of people

But doing what I do, I still feed a lot of people

Z-Ro one deep, but he a lot of people

He a lot of Chrsitian, but he a lot of evil

You can get a win, or a mack ten

I want that white bitch, and her black friend

I'm IRS cause I'm taxing, for 25K1 you rat's end

Telling on niggaz, you a teacher's pet

Never ever been in the game, a bleacher's vet

Two hundred and twenty three quarters so far

I'm balling, and I ain't took a breather yet bitch

Slap that nigga he's a bitch, slap that hoe she's a

bitch

It ain't nothing wrong, but y'all know me

I'm on my fuck the world, for no reason shit

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz

None of y'all niggaz, don't know Jesus bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

My back left pocket, got a blue flag in it

I'm a loc, and my loc niggaz need me bitch

Fuck the world for no reason shit, fuck the world for

no reason bitch

When I'm in the club, I don't see real niggaz

I see a bunch of wannabe's in it