Reason – Lakeyah (feat. DJ Drama)

My time
(Heavy, turn that shit up)
(Gangsta Grillz)

Aye, shit on these hoes for no reason
I could go big any season, aye, aye
He wasn’t keepin’ up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces, aye
I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn’t fuckin’ believe it, aye
I want new Louis and Prada, you bitches still stuck in last season, aye
Bitch, I got a reason to brag
Bitch, I got a reason to speak, aye
Bitch, I got a reason it’s all of these hitters around me that’s packing this heat
Bitch, I got a reason to stunt
Bitch, I got a reason to buy out the mall
Bitch, I got a reason, it’s millions involved
These broke bitches don’t got no reason at all

Bitch, I’m the GOAT beyond a reasonable doubt
Rihanna talkin’ to me now
We takin’ over, we gon’ hit em with another one, it’s our time to run the town
Nah, it’s my time to run the globe
80K up on the chain just for show
Heard these bitches saying that I ain’t buy it, shit, but I got the receipt, yo
Know all these bitches wishing they was in my position
I’m in the game every quarter, you benching
I do this shit for the bitches who say I ain’t got it
Now they gotta watch while I’m winning
Bet when I speak they gon’ listen
I’m giving out game like a lecture, Lakeyah professor
All of my diamonds perfection, look at my collection
I tell ’em to go get the tester

Shit on these hoes for no reason
I could go big any season, aye, aye
He wasn’t keepin’ up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces, aye
I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn’t fuckin’ believe it, aye
I want new Louis and Prada, you bitches still stuck in last season, aye
Bitch, I got a reason to brag
Bitch, I got a reason to speak, aye
Bitch, I got a reason it’s all of these hitters around me that’s packing this heat
Bitch, I got a reason to stunt
Bitch, I got a reason to buy out the mall
Bitch, I got a reason, it’s millions involved
These broke bitches don’t got no reason at all

Aye, shit on these hoes for no reason
I do this shit ’cause it’s easy
Know I shouldn’t blow this much money on drip, but this shit kinda pleasing
Aye, ’cause I just ran up a new bag
I’m charging bitches some Gs for a tag
They say I’m piped up, I need to be humble
Bitch, I’m QC so I’m acting an ass
Bitch, I be linked with Baby and City Girls
I’m in the office with Coach K and P
Know they keep wondering how I’m the GOAT of this shit, but these bitches ain’t fuckin’ with me
And yeah, I just killed that lil’ freestyle, I know that you seen it, just know that the flow isn’t free
I flew to LA just to finish the project, I’m still gon’ tell Heavy to turn up the beat, nigga

Shit on these hoes for no reason
I could go big any season, aye, aye
He wasn’t keepin’ up with me, I had to leave his heart in pieces, aye
I blow a check for no reason, you wouldn’t fuckin’ believe it, aye
I want new Louis and Prada, you bitches still stuck in last season, aye
Bitch, I got a reason to brag
Bitch, I got a reason to speak, aye
Bitch, I got a reason it’s all of these hitters around me that’s packing this heat
Bitch, I got a reason to stunt
Bitch, I got a reason to buy out the mall
Bitch, I got a reason, it’s millions involved
These broke bitches don’t got no reason at all, nigga