Sage Odessa - Reasons

Look
Look
I'm yaked, I'm on tour and stacked
Stray far from the code, bro you're getting cracked
Them man claim they're drillers
Pen game lit no Rizla
I'll be in flames all year alone
No creds, all facts all facts
If she a peng ting, then calm
Pattern that then scram
I'll honest, if she ain't feel me then, she can't feel me now, it's calm
Swear down I'm so petty
Tell her twotwo's, don't sweat me
If a man was a snake then, he a snake now ya get me?
Cold streets of London
Ten Toes no Kizzy Run that
Give em no reason dem fi pull up pon yuh
Grind till my niggas all up
You're stressed, cause slow work, fasts
I'm blessed up from the go
Turn being Ghost into Gold
Them cold my niggas froze
She on my line, she chose
She don't want no pictures
I hit the lean when I pose (Kmt)
Exposed, Polaroid your hoes
See a man, movin like, talkin like they bro's (Kmt)
Then brace, Pree snakes 4k
In my vision killed 22, Open and shut case
If she a peng ting, then calm
Pattern that then scram
I'll honest, if she ain't feel me then, she can't feel me now, it's calm
Swear down I'm so petty
Tell her twotwo's, Don't sweat me
If a man was a snake then, he a snake now ya get me?
Busta free, Enemies, give me reason
(Uh nah)
Bust, please don't give my dawgs a fuckin reason
(To be the last motherfucker breathing)
Cold streets of London
Ten Toes no Kizzy, Run Dat
Give em no reason dem fi pull up pon yuh
Grind till my niggas all up
Return of the mack
(I know)
Of the mack
Return of the mack
(I know, I know)
You know know that I'll be back

Written by:
Sage Odessa

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