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Reasons (feat. Jeremai) Video (MV)




Performed By: TTA
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Zion Ortiz
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TTA - Reasons (feat. Jeremai) Lyrics




They say errthang happens for a reason
And I ain't whip dat Benz so im snapping for a reason
The rock can't sell it'self my nigga he trapping for a reason
Dis life only go down once so I'm getting active while I'm breathing
Been dreaming bout dis since 12 but I hate pigs so I'm not eating
Can't relate to none of ya niggas that just be squeaking and bringing no cheese in
I got tunnel vision for a reason
Nigga switch on us dats treason
And yo punishment is getting f*cked up wit dem same niggas you believing
Me n bro finna hop on a flight to Japan, and ain't no one gon stop us from leaving
Used to scrap in tha crib, now we turn niggas to scrap if it get to a point where it's needed
I was a luh jit seeing niggas wasn't legit, they intentions secreted
Now if true was all cap, den I should be as fly a bullet during hunting season
The scale still tipped we ain't even
The tell tale shit for tha readers
If bro got fye den we both got za cause we leaving errbody else wheezing
Ion like speaking round new niggas, can't trust errbody and I got my reasons
So I light dat gas, in case niggas really wanna spark from the morning to the evening

Like nigga I ain't no Rasta
Tryna up my clasa
If I need mo medicals my prima be the doctor
The pussy best be flooding like her pants tucked and socks up

Duck duck goose if you sitting then u got stuck
If a nigga spitting and it's trash, then it's not us
I'll f*ck yo bitch just to do it, it is not lust
Yo niggas ain't popping no shit, it's not crush
Like adios quick, it's not much

The niggas that's starving
They start to move heartless
It's cold in my city, that sleeve get discarded
Death be the artist the vex to the hollowed out cartridge
Hit a lick near them apartments
Steel on the man, errbody I know Clark Kent
That laser uh tag a nigga leave em froze, his body limp over the armrest
So regardless it's hell
808 bang like a .38 shell
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They say errthang happens for a reason
And I ain't whip dat Benz so im snapping for a reason
The rock can't sell it'self my nigga he trapping for a reason
Dis life only go down once so I'm getting active while I'm breathing
Been dreaming bout dis since 12 but I hate pigs so I'm not eating
Can't relate to none of ya niggas that just be squeaking and bringing no cheese in
I got tunnel vision for a reason
Nigga switch on us dats treason
And yo punishment is getting f*cked up wit dem same niggas you believing
Me n bro finna hop on a flight to Japan, and ain't no one gon stop us from leaving
Used to scrap in tha crib, now we turn niggas to scrap if it get to a point where it's needed
I was a luh jit seeing niggas wasn't legit, they intentions secreted
Now if true was all cap, den I should be as fly a bullet during hunting season
The scale still tipped we ain't even
The tell tale shit for tha readers
If bro got fye den we both got za cause we leaving errbody else wheezing
Ion like speaking round new niggas, can't trust errbody and I got my reasons
So I light dat gas, in case niggas really wanna spark from the morning to the evening

Like nigga I ain't no Rasta
Tryna up my clasa
If I need mo medicals my prima be the doctor
The pussy best be flooding like her pants tucked and socks up

Duck duck goose if you sitting then u got stuck
If a nigga spitting and it's trash, then it's not us
I'll f*ck yo bitch just to do it, it is not lust
Yo niggas ain't popping no shit, it's not crush
Like adios quick, it's not much

The niggas that's starving
They start to move heartless
It's cold in my city, that sleeve get discarded
Death be the artist the vex to the hollowed out cartridge
Hit a lick near them apartments
Steel on the man, errbody I know Clark Kent
That laser uh tag a nigga leave em froze, his body limp over the armrest
So regardless it's hell
808 bang like a .38 shell
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Writer: Zion Ortiz
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