No Reason - Z-RO
Slap that ni**a he's a b**ch
Slap that hoe she's a b**ch
It ain't nothing wrong
But y'all know me
I'm on my f**k the world
For no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz
Don't know Jesus b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
My back left pocket got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc and my loc niggaz need me b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
When I'm in the club
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it
Ain't no love
For none of y'all niggaz
Swear to God
F**k every one of y'all niggaz
I wish I could murder
Every one of y'all niggaz
Skinny jeans corrupted
Every one of y'all niggaz
Leave that sh*t up
To Drake and Wayne
If you ain't them
Then you faking mayn
Take it however
You wanna take it mayn
Some in the ground
Now beneath the basement mayn
I know boys wonder
How I made it to the top
I make real music
And I take it to the block
Your flow is broke
You need to take it to the shop
My flow is big dick
Hoes take it nonstop
My flow is arrogant
Like f**k your verse
Devil in disguise
Ni**a f**k your church
Baptize your a**
And bloody up your shirt
Go get my money
Hurry up hoe work
My people still waiting
On money from Barack
From a house to a spot
King size to a cot
Said it was getting better
But the sh*t didn't stop
So the women on the block
P**sy full of rock
AR-50 I love my girl
Nobody here but us I love my world
I'm oh so jealous don't touch my girl
I'll let her holla at ya don't trust my girl
Yeah who that wanna do that
Like run up on a ni**a
That'll bust and make the crowd move back
Let a mo'f**ker run up on Ro
I promise I'ma handle my bidness
And leave a fool flat
On his back
Either with these hands
Or this tool I pack
I'm a Mo City ni**a
I done told you that
I'm a general
And that's where my soldiers at for real
Slap that ni**a he's a b**ch
Slap that hoe she's a b**ch
It ain't nothing wrong
But y'all know me
I'm on my f**k the world
For no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz
Don't know Jesus b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
My back left pocket got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc and my loc niggaz need me b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
When I'm in the club
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it
Most of y'all niggaz
Just sprayed yourself
Like you got what you got with no help
Like God
Ain't got nothing to do with your wealth
Don't even take time
To say thanks for your help
I know I'm f**ked up
That's why I be repenting
Every five minutes I need to be forgiven
From Sunday morning service
Straight to prison
God brought me through it
That's why I'm living
Don't believe in him
He don't believe in you
He let somebody run up on you
Or merk you fool
Then you bad
Till you meet somebody worse than you
That shirt'll do something
You ain't think a shirt could do
I use to be a young asshole
Ain't sh*t changed
I'm still in mash mode
I roll around my city
On glass fo's
No pockets them ain't my pants hoe
What the f**k is a relationship
Too much of a playa to chase a b**ch
I'm Mr Ruffle I make the chips
You taker a sh*t I take a trip
I roll by myself
I don't need a lot of people
But doing what I do
I still feed a lot of people
Z-Ro one deep but he a lot of people
He a lot of Chrsitian but he a lot of evil
You can get a win
Or a mack ten
I want that white b**ch
And her black friend
I'm IRS cause I'm taxing
For 25K1 you rat's end
Telling on niggaz
You a teacher's pet
Never ever been in the game
A bleacher's vet
Two hundred and twenty three quarters so far
I'm balling
And I ain't took a breather yet b**ch
Slap that ni**a he's a b**ch
Slap that hoe she's a b**ch
It ain't nothing wrong
But y'all know me
I'm on my f**k the world
For no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
Nothing righteous bout none of y'all niggaz
None of y'all niggaz
Don't know Jesus b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
My back left pocket got a blue flag in it
I'm a loc and my loc niggaz need me b**ch
F**k the world for no reason sh*t
F**k the world for no reason b**ch
When I'm in the club
I don't see real niggaz
I see a bunch of wannabe's in it