Real Reason Lyrics by EST Gee
This the real reason why I think them n***** hatin’ on me
I’m the one who make sure that that t-shirt get a face on it
I was serving quarters turned to 15s, put a 8 on it
You know I control my hood from Newburg Road to Naomi
I’m the one put platinum hits on opps, I put that drac on ’em
All them murders in my city police put my face on it
My heart full of slime so they know I’ll snake a fake homie
They post me online just for insurance, they put they jakes on me
Once you cross that line it’s a short time before you fly
From the island I throw 55, Red Zone till I die
We face to face, you couldn’t even look me in my eyes
N***** soft as pie, we load up and slide
Wait till he come outside, show the sky
My whole life I had it on my mind to make a million
I ain’t need no n**** to help me wrap and send it, just my sealer
They scared of me, not scared for me, ’cause they know that I’m a thriller
Ain’t no better feeling hopping out that whip and chasing n*****
Ain’t no better feeling thumbing through that skrilla with some killers
It’s like waking up then seeing the realest when you look in the mirror
This shit mimicking that call from shippers, saying it’s delivered
Or getting that call from lil bro spinning saying he ain’t miss him, that he finished
Boy it’s simple, better keep yo pistol, I’ma make ’em miss you
Light a candle at the spot we hit you, teddy bears and pictures
This the real reason why I think them n***** hatin’ on me
I’m the one who make sure that that t-shirt get a face on it
I was serving quarters turned to 15s, put a 8 on it
You know I control my hood from Newburg Road to Naomi
I’m the one put platinum hits on opps, I put that drac on ’em
All them murders in my city police put my face on it
My heart full of slime so they know I’ll snake a fake homie
They post me online just for insurance, they put they jakes on me
You learn a lesson I can teach you somethin’, hope you see it coming
Don’t trust nothin’, keep your yeek for comfort
They was screaming wolf until I took a look, it wasn’t nothin’
Sticks ain’t shit unless you teach the drummer
We all move as one to keep our weakness covered
N**** play we thump ’em
Now I wonder what make n***** flawed, why they wish me harm
When they switched it ain’t make me alarmed, 762s park cars
I don’t flinch ’cause I ain’t scared at all, I only fear God
Choppa lettin’ off like ’round of applause, turn you to a star
I been hurt so I keep up my guard, being this way got me far
Before MacGyver die, he broke all of our hearts
DM big bro broad
He felt shamed and he start backing off
Distance from us far, should’ve kept us close, they wet his car
Thought it hurt but I side with my dawg, red been cut ’em off
(Been cut ’em off)
Red had been cut ’em off, yeah
This the real reason why I think these n***** be hatin’ on me
I’ma get him a T-shirt, get a face on it