Skini Nick - The Reason

Yo I know what you want and what you seeking yea, baby
Tryna break me down see what's my weakness yea, never
Thought that I was stupid didn't see it, nope
Promise I ain't coming off my defense, no I'm not
See I'm the realist what's my reasons, what's my secrets, whats my secrets
Ain't look me in the eyes when you be preaching, when you're preaching
Only God can judge me for my defects, for my defects
Journey to the past, lets find the reasons, what's my reasons, why I'm the realist

What's my reasons, what's my motives, motives, motives
Young'in on the rise, I didn't know it, never know it
Gave no love at all they didn't show it, never showed it
Now I'm the one that's perked up and explosive, I've been chosen
See I've been chosen, who's the realist in the sea of fakes
One count, two count, three count outta blunts I take'em to the face, me
Ain't go to waist, I'm making moves while you just make mistakes, me
My first thought is how I'm proving that I make my plays, money
I conquer days and nights and hard times, I ain't got a choice, choices
What I've been given, gifted talents gotta use my voice, voices
Life changed from what I saw when I was just a boy, young'n
What you repping, selling drugs and being unemployed
Fuck I'm annoyed, ain't destroy thoughts of being president, president
Living present, from the future how I represent, represent it
I ain't quitting, shitting, wishing, missing, ripping start to finish
No more gimmicks, no false image, shit I ain't a victim
I just run this fucking kingdom

I know what you want and what you seeking yea, baby
Tryna break me down see what's my weakness yea, never
Thought that I was stupid didn't see it, nope
Promise I ain't coming off my defense, no I'm not
See I'm the realist what's my reasons, what's my secrets, whats my secrets
Ain't look me in the eyes when you be preaching, when you're preaching
Only God can judge me for my defects, for my defects
Journey to the past, lets find the reasons, what's my reasons, why I'm the realist

Pouring up that Grey goose like I'm Portuguese, over seas
Mama cita, Queen Latifah, got some double D's, double d's
Dick and dollars, make her holler, that's why she fucks with me
Stuck with me, suck and see what happens call me Hercules
On her knees she's praying I ain't leaving, but I ain't staying for the evening
Got a dinner date with demons, cus my inner state is feasting
Don't ask why I'm Skini, always hungry, always reaching
Point of this discussion was to tell you that I'm deep in, always
But I ain't backing out so whats the point in all this beefing, never
Publicity is nice but when they look back they gone see it, find it
Phonies and the fakes, where they love and they hate
Problems each day, bank accounts drained, move out my way
Losing your place, abusing each mother fucking day
Thoughts of being president, president
Living present, from the future how I represent, represent it
I ain't quitting, shitting, missing, ripping start to finish
No more gimmicks, no false image, shit I ain't ah victim
I just run this fucking kingdom

Written by:
Nicholas Prosser

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