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Reasons

 

Reasons

(album: Pheno Grigio - 2019)


[Curren$y:]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like mine
That's why they can't drive these cars I drive
When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like, yeah

[Berner:]
It feel good to be on, I been waiting too long
But I'm smoking too strong, I got on Tucson
Where the folks in AZ with the bales of the mid
That used to float your boy boxes as a kid?
You see what you did?
I'm a beast, the spot go crazy
Yesterday, Melrose did one-eighty
I'm mainy with the bag, make a G on each
Got a jar full of peach, baby, burn my seed
Quarter ticket on the piece, made a ticket last week
And I ain't touch nothing but the vibe paper sheets
My shoe plug said, "Bern, you're an animal"
I miss my old twenty lighter and the avenues
Fresh cuts that came out of Santa Cruz
I'm still in it, I'm just doing what I have to do
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Something in the air for the lames

[Curren$y:]
When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like mine
That's why they can't drive these cars I drive
When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like, yeah

In the Z-28 where the A is fitted
17 buy 9, dame to dame twisting
On the paper mission, scraping 'til I get it
Stash a fortune up before I spend it
Pour more ice on the bitch, I been chilling
Ain't splurged in a minute
Centimeters away from the curb in the Bentley
Only spoke on it because I know it
Only smoking it if I'm cool with the grower
Get you tickets to the game 'cause I know the owner
This what we do
London pound cake in the British green coupe
Close the sunroof
Hotbox in the car I got, bitch, why not?
Treat that Rolls Royce like a loafer
I'm at the red light with both tires smoking
Smiles or I'm not joking, money is the focus
Tryna get a couple buildings and some more shit

When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like mine
That's why they can't drive these cars I drive
When they was complaining, I was on game
When they was inside, I was on my grind
That's why they diamonds don't shine like, yeah

done

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