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If young Freeway don't trust you, I'm gon' murk ya I told my homie I'll be back, I got some hoes that tryna see me I'll be double cupping, letting bitches double team me Only fuck and smoke around a nigga like a genie Lord, these hoes be schemin', just to get some Neimans Just to get some Niemans, so I be playing defense Nowadays these hoes want you to fuck 'em and feed them Now we at the drive thru, I'm forever Piru I'm forever connected like AOL and Yahoo, okay I just be fightin' my demons I just be righteous or even I don't be Skypin' or streamin' I just be high for no reason I just be Tunechi or Weezy I just eat cuchi, I'm greedy Give me the Uzi, I'll squeeze it Last night was a movie, I seen it And I just be high for no reason I just be high for no reason And I just be high for four seasons 'Round here you can die for no reason These bitches on diets and vegans She getting it tight for next season And me, I'm just high for no reason And you, you could die for no reason Songtexte I know some niggas pull triggas That don't value life but put prices on people My homie name Vic Because he a stealer but used to be nice with them eagles I know it's see through for that Niemans And she move that cuchi for profit That pussy a Uzi she pop it I'm in this bitch with Lil Tunechi, what's poppin'? You could die on my block, nigga, that shit is trill That clip open up, you get fucked, call it Netflix and chill You see what this girl do that, that chump might just panic A crew full of sea men and sunk the Titanic She suck and fuck or die Fuck you fuckers, suckers, knuckle up a riot Homie like Donkey Kong, bundle up them pies Whipping out them barrels, pistol out of pearl My bitch so perfect, I nut in that pussy, she piss it out in pearls No sheets on my bed, just a lot of girls And I just be fly for no reason Yeah I just be fly for no reason They kill my pop at sixteen Sometimes a nigga just cry for no reason I used to steal out of Niemans Now I'm so rich this shit feel like I'm dreamin' Gotta hit mute on the phone when I talk to you Cause I still got your bitch screamin' She play with that pussy FaceTime a nigga with Jodeci on cause she fiendin' That pussy get killed for no reason You pussies can die for no reason You pussies can die for no reason I just get high for no reason The world be tryna get over I just get high to get even, yeah Yellin', that shit was ill, that shit was trill Had to tell my bitch stop stealing and stashing my pills That bitch a addict for real That bitch a addict for real That bitch is nasty for real, she naked in heels Fuck Tom, Dick, and Harry and Bill [?] Sarah and Jill, I carry the steel In anyone area still Cause shit could get scary for real, I'm aware and I'm skilled I had to bury some mills somewhere in a field Please don't ask me where my lips sealed Very concealed, I got whatever you feel Like I blow like Derek for real I got that white like Jaleel I'm 'bout that life and that's real I'm 'bout that life and that's real I say that twice cause that's real Sometimes it's like I just feel like ain't nothing easy I'ma get high for that reason And you could still die for no reason, die for no reason I just be fightin' my demons I just be lightin' my cheeba I just be Tunechi or Weezy I'm so excited to be him We kill you on sight just for breathin' 'Round here you can die for your Visa 'Round here you can die for a pizza 'Round here we don't die for no divas And I just be high for no reason I just be high for no reason They kill my pop at fourteen Sometimes a nigga just cry for no reason 'Round here you can die with your homie 'Round here you can die by your lonely We come on your side for no reason Shoot it up and then smile when we leavin' You could still die for no reason I be getting high no reason The world it be tryna get over I be getting high to get even I ain't got no ceilings I ain't got no feelings And you all in your feelings I'm like, "Fuck your feelings" You know I ain't got no ceilings Aus Songtexte Mania