No Reason 2 ft. Lil Semi Lyrics

Aye, huh

She want me to fuck her but I can't

She a whore for me but you think she a saint, yeah

It is what it is but it ain't what it ain't

After she did what she did she know shit can't be the same

I know she can't feel my pain

You don't know what I had to lose just to gain

You don't how hard I be workin' just to make it

And they ain't give us shit you know we had to take it

She know I keep it real with her no I can't fake it

All these bitches love me for No Reason, yeah

Finger on the trigger I'mma squeeze it, yeah

She want me to be her man but I can't be it, no

And she say she got a plan but I don't see it, no

On my bro, all these hoes gone go

I got this choppa on me you know I'm gone let it blow

I got his bitch up on me so I had to let her go

I don't really think you should wife the bitch thought I should let you know

Smokin' straight exotic, I'm high right out my body

I know that's your thotie but she still gone come top me

Don't try to rob me

It's not gon' end up good for you, no they can't stop me

These bitches not no good for you I feel like Mozzy

I'm strapped up everywhere I go I'm kamikaze

I fuck her friend and yeah you know she still gon' top me

I'm in the lobby

I gotta watch my back cause' I'm not anybody

These niggas keep hatin' for no reason, no

My bitch keep complaining for no reason, no

Say you take them drugs for no reason, no

I got all these problem you won't even know

Every time I go outside you know I gotta keep it on me

Drum on fifty, ain't gon' like I got like fifty homies

It's get rich or die tryin' I feel like 50 homie

Told this bitch to quit lyin' she know she hit my homie

Please don't push me to the edge, I swear I'm close to it

I only fuck that nigga bitch cause' I was suppose to do it

And this bitch know I'm the shit, no I don't got to prove it

I got my stick up in this lick don't make no fuckin' movement

I might up this bitch and blow it depending on what my mood is

Better be careful what I'm on could make my fuckin' mood switch

And if it ain't bout' money then we can't talk about it

I hung up and toid her when I'm sober we can talk about it

If a nigga try me I'm a artist put white chalk around 'em

These niggas just be all in the way and I just walk around 'em

Boy that is some Thousand, with a couple thousand

Had to make my own way I did not get allowance

I was twelve tryna' count it so I had to round it

She say she looking for the one you think she might of found it

They ain't 08, put my song on a ringtone

She pull up playing this shit like a theme