2 Hard - Reason

Straight out the mud had to switch my demeanor
I said that we done, but I never will leave her
All of these hoes love stay in our business
Won't be surprise if they say that I'm cheating
Fuck what they talking just tell me you love me
I feel way more when you act like you mean it
Shit on whoever despise me, they mugging
So I keep a pistol, I just need a reason
I'm outta state tryna run up sack imma call when I'm back
I got the police, the opps and these hoes on my dick other words I can never relax
Plus I got rap niggas acting like they really fuck with me nigga I notice yo cap
Ain't with the shoutouts or features for niggas you ain't one of mine then I ain't giving dap
She suck the nut out oh baby must really fuck with me
She gotta butt out she just getting groceries
90s baby fuck her to some jodeci
What can I say I'm freak
You my addiction I think I might need her she throw me the cat like 7 days a week
Grew up a hustler, learned it from mother she taught me go get it by any means
Straight out the mud had to switch my demeanor
I said that we done, but I never will leave her
All of these hoes love stay in our business
Wont be surprise if they say that I'm cheating
Fuck what they talking just tell me you love me
I feel way more when you act like you mean it
Shit on whoever despise me, they mugging
So I keep a pistol, I just need a reason
Yea I come from that gutter
I stay with a pistol I don't use a cutter
Hit her from back if she loud tell her shut up
I'm somewhere these niggas could never be at
Niggas forever corny, I can't tell him nothing try my hardest to never be that
I been up early mornings steady chasing money pray my children will never see that
If I call you pick up tryna see wya
Been alone by myself tryna be wya
With the gang smoking dope with that heat on my lap
When it's all going down I just hope I don't lack
I been fighting sum demons few weights on my back
I been getting them off with these drugs that's a fact
I pop out fresh asf like I'm on that's a fact
Got a call it's a play need a load that's a stack
We can call it a race onna road to the bag
Tryna see me and bro wit them stones on our neck
And prove everyone wrong with zeros onna check
nobody but bro in this bitch while I'm rapping
You play Imma blow in this bitch I'm on go in the bitch let a fuck nigga think that I'm Cappin
Came in with no clothes in this bitch Imma show what it is have her pinned to the mf Mattress
Straight out the mud had to switch my demeanor
I said that we done, but I never will leave her
All of these hoes love stay in our business
Wont be surprise if they say that I'm cheating
Fuck what they talking just tell me you love me
I feel way more when you act like you mean it
Shit on whoever despise me, they mugging
So I keep a pistol, I just need a reason

Written by:
DeaMonte Russell

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