I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah)
Why you gonna die
I got reasons, million reasons
Why to take a life (Cannon)
I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah)
Why you gonna die
I got reasons, million reasons
Why to take a life (Cannon)
I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah)
Please stop asking why
I got reasons, my own reasons
Reasons in my mind (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Conway the Machine & JID]
Packs in the mail, packs on the road
Connect FaceTime, said he just hit the last of my load
The shit on my neck, that come from the packs that I sold
I never went platinum or gold (Hah)
You still fuck with him and you know he a rat and he told (Huh?)
Love when a nigga talk stupid
Cause that's when Shots run him down and he clappin' his pole (Brr)
Trust me, that doesn't bode (Boom)
Well for a nigga, it's gon' be victims
I'm a street nigga, boy, you know the difference
Hand around the throat of the rap game
And I'm boa constrictin' (Choke), my soul is missin' (Choke)
In the top spot, I got sole position, man, this ho was trippin' (Woo)
She think I wanna taste her pussy (Woo, woo)
I ain't tastin' shit like a COVID symptom
I'ma social distance, bitch (Hah, look)
[Verse 2: JID]
I got no resistance with a Colt .45
Gold edition, I'm a dope magician
Niggas disappearin' if I hear 'em dissin'
Kill the engineer and kill the nigga mixin'
In the 6, niggas still flippin' Nixon
Second strike, they finna Billy Clint' 'em
Red and white, he got the blues
Turn him into food, everybody grip a biscuit
Runnin' lights inside the city limits
I'm excited, my lil' shawty, she the shit
And we inside of somethin' simple
With suicidal—, finish the sentence
Door close, chop the head off a chicken
Morse code, if I'm talkin', I'm clickin'
Lights flickin', tell 'em, "Hold your position"
Money-motivated, mind on a mission
Straps in the lap and the pack, got a lock
On the back of the cabinet doors
I lit a match for the torch in the game
For the real niggas only, the fake get exposed
Scrapin' the plate, breakin' the bow
Makin' it shake, takin' it home
I'm in the A with a 'K, so come on if you crazy
Cold-ass world, goin' out, guns blazin'
Fuck is you niggas sayin'?
[Verse 3: Conway the Machine]
Goin' out, guns blazin'
Cold-ass world, niggas get done flagrant
World gone mad, even my son bathing
I'm in my bag, nigga, I'm done playin' with you
Gettin' rich off za like it's base in the '80s
Spot jumpin' like Tracy McGrady (Huh?)
Ten chains on, nigga's face lookin' crazy
I still get a paycheck from Shady, ah
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah, I got my reasons, yeah)
Why you gonna die (My lil' niggas is demons, yeah)
I got reasons, million reasons (They pull up and shoot for no reason, yeah)
Why to take a life (Brr, I got my reasons, yeah)
I got reasons, million reasons (I got my reasons, nigga)
Please stop asking why (I got my reasons, I got my reasons, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
I got reasons, my own reasons (I got my reasons, yeah-yeah-yeah, I got my reasons, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Reasons in my mind (I got my reasons, yeah, I got my reasons, yeah)
[Verse 4: Ludacris]
Luda, hah
You so thirsty, you drinkin' poison, nigga
You ain't gangsta
Stop kiddin' around, bring the toys in, nigga
Luda's your daddy
You should be happy I'm givin' you playtime
But none of you rappers could see me
Not even if I was to pick up on FaceTime
You're wastin' time hatin' on another nigga
When you could be makin' money yourself, ho
Featherweights, I make 'em levitate
Get spanked with the heavyweight belt, ho
Oh, and the crowd goes wild
Creed II, tell 'em, "Throw in the towel"
Cocaine is a hell of a drug
Like Rick James, have a coke and a smile
Fuck your couch and your whole existence
You're leavin' your family and the kids defenseless
Headed to a early grave, now you dead and broke
Life beat 'em senseless, get it?
Bow down to rap's dignitary
Cause Luda always been a visionary
I always knew you was a bitch
So I just read your obituary, nigga
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
I got reasons, million reasons (Yeah, I got my reasons, yeah)
Please stop asking why (My lil' niggas is demons, yeah, uh-huh)
I got reasons, my own reasons (They pull up and shoot for no reason, yeah)
Reasons in my mind (Brr, I got my reasons, yeah)
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (Da)
Zašto ćeš umrijeti
Dobio sam razloge, milijun razloga
Zašto da se život (Cannon)
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (Da)
Molim te, prestani pita zašto
Dobio sam razloge, svoje vlastite razloge
Razlozi u mojoj glavi (Da)
[Redak 1: Conway Stroj i JID]
Omot na mail, paketi na cesti
Povezivanje FaceTime, rekao je samo pogoditi zadnje moje opterećenja
Sranje na mom vratu, koji dolaze iz paketa koje sam prodao
Nikad nisam platine ili zlata (Hah)
Još uvijek zajebavati s njim, a vi znate da je rat, a on je rekao (ha?)
Ljubav kad crnjo razgovor glup
Jer to je kad ga je metak trknuti i on clappin' njegov polni (Brr)
Vjerujte mi, da ne bode (boom)
Pa za nigga, to je gon”žrtve
Ja sam kućna crnjo, mali, znaš razliku
Ruke oko grla u rap igri
A ja sam Boa constrictin' (Choke), duša mi je missin' (Choke)
U prvom mjestu, dobio sam jedini položaj, čovjek, to ho je Trippin' (Woo)
Ona da ja želim okus joj maca (Woo, woo)
Nisam tastin' govno kao COVID simptom
Ja sam socijalna distanca, kuja (Hah, izgled)
[Redak 2: JID]
Nemam otpor sa Colta .45
Gold Edition, ja sam doping mađioničar
Crnje disappearin', ako čujem ‘em dissin’
Ubiti inženjer i ubiti nigga mixin'
U 6, crnje i dalje flippin' Nixon
Drugo štrajk, oni finna Billy Clint „em
Crveno i bijelo, on je dobio blues
Uključite ga u hranu, svi držanje keks
Runnin' pali unutar gradskih granica
Uzbuđen sam, moj Lil”shawty, ona je sranje
I unutar Nešto jednostavno
Uz suicidal-, završiti rečenicu
blizu vrata, nasjeckajte glavu kokoši
Morseov kod, ako sam razgovarao, ja sam clickin'
Svjetla flickin', reći „em, "Hold svoju poziciju"
Novac-motivirani, um na misiji
Trake na krilu i pakovanja, dobio zaključavanje
Na poleđini vrata ormara
Zapalio sam utakmicu za baklje u igri
Samo za prave niggas, lažni dobiti izložena
Scrapin' ploča, BREAKU luk
Makin' uzdrmati takin' ga doma
Ja sam u A s „K, pa hajde ako si lud
Hladno dupe svijet, ideš van, puške blazin'
Jebi se ti crnje sayin'?
[Redak 3: Conway Stroj]
Goin' iz puške blazin'
Hladno dupe svijet, crnje obaviti flagrantno
Svijet poludio, čak i moj sin kupanje
Ja sam u mojoj torbi, nigga, ja sam učinio Playin' s tobom
Dobivam bogata off IZA kao da je baza u 80
Spot Jumpin' kao Tracy McGrady (Ha?)
Deset lanci na, crnjo licu gledao ludi
Ja još uvijek dobiti plaću od Shady, ah
[Hor: Conway Stroj]
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (Da, dobio sam svoje razloge, da)
Zašto ćeš umrijeti (moj Lil”crnje je demoni, da)
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (oni podići i pucati bez razloga, da)
Zašto da se život (Brr, imam svoje razloge, da)
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (dobio sam svoje razloge, crnjo)
Molim te, prestani pitati zašto (dobio sam svoje razloge, imam svoje razloge, Da, da-da-da)
Imam razloge, moji razlozi (sam dobio svoje razloge, da-da-da, dobio sam moji razlozi, da-da-da)
Razlozi u mojoj glavi (ja dobio moji razlozi, da, dobio sam svoje razloge, da)
[Redak 4: Ludacris]
Luda, hah
Vi tako žedan, ti drinkin' otrov, nigga
Vi ne gangsta
Prestanite kiddin okolo, donijeti igračke, nigga
Luda je tvoj tata
Trebali bi biti sretni ja givin' ti playtime
No, nitko od vas repera me mogli vidjeti
Čak ni ako sam podići na FaceTime
Ti si wastin' vrijeme hatin' na drugom nigga
Kad bi mogao biti Makin' novac sebe, ho
Featherweights, ja bi „em levitirati
Get spanked s teškoj pojas, ho
Oh, a publika podivlja
Creed II, reći „em,‘baciti u ručnik’
Kokain je pakao droge
Kao Rick James, imaju koks i osmijeh
Jebi kauč i cijelu svoju egzistenciju
Ti si leavin' svoju obitelj i djeca bespomoćan
Na čelu s grob, sada mrtav i razbio
Život tuku „em besmislena, shvaćaš?
Klanjam se RAP-a dostojanstvenik
Uzrok Luda uvijek bio vizionar
Oduvijek sam znala da je to kuja
Pa sam pročitao vašu osmrtnicu, nigga
[Hor: Conway Stroj]
Dobio sam razloge milijuna razloga (Da, dobio sam svoje razloge, da)
Molim te, prestani pita zašto (moj Lil”crnje je demoni, da, uh-huh)
Dobio sam razloge, moji razlozi (oni podići i pucati bez razloga, da)
Razlozi u mojoj glavi (Brr, imam svoje razloge, da)