The Reason - Big Shug

After all i’ve been through in my life

And all the young deaths, shootings and killings

I know theres a reason why I’m still here

It’s just what it is

Aha

The reason why I rap, pack and stay strapped

Lay down on my stomach while mommy walk on my back

Jump into action ready for war

Or any type of bullshit that comes through any door

I’ll blow you back with this hammer, no joke so laugh

I can’t give you nothing nigga just smoke for cash

And if you fronting on money i’m a whip that ass

I’m a close the front door and do it with class

I’m still doing curls and various streches

Just incase I gotta get dirty and wretched

I’m not far from the streets though I live in the burbs

I’m an OG my dude still slapping the herb

Throwing trash out the window onto the curb

People looking at me like this nigga got the nerve

I keep it moving never let em' stop my swerve

And when they question my shit I just say «word»

It’s the reason why I live

The reason why I breathe

The reason why I feel

The reason why I’m real

The reason

Aha

The reason

The reason that I’m here

It’s the reason why I live

The reason why I breathe

The reason why I feel

The reason why I’m real

The reason

Aha

The reason

The reason that I’m here

Don’t ever have a reason to trust a stank hoe

First antwon walker then ochocinco

Get your money baby, trust me I know how it go

Only weak dudes seperate from they dough

The reason why I’m here and never smile in picture

Cause every single room got a handful of snitches

And I ain’t never broke bread with tattletale bitches

So they never get a chance to hold onto my riches

I’m a full grown man with an african tan

And I still have visions of bodies stuffed in trashcans

Permanent scowl, I’m from murdapan

Wake up from them nightmeres, it’s many murders man

Still spit the (?)

Gracefully getting older

My kids warm my heart, my enemies keep it colder

I love this shit, it’s a gift or a curse

Cut to the graveyard get hit by a hearse

I lost my pops and my man guru

The legacy continues i’m a do what I do

And trust me little man we ain’t forgot about you

But you want the legal system to do what it do

But we street niggas so we breathe the steets

And when we so your little ass you got to get that ass speed

I’m still here and I promise that we’ll get even

Cause this here is the motherfucking season

The reason!