Scatter Brain - Conway the Machine/Ludacris/JID

I got reasons million reasons yeah

Why you gonna die

I got reasons million reasons

Time to take a life cannon

I got reasons million reasons yeah

Please stop asking why

I got reasons my own reasons

Reasons in my mind yeah

Packs in the mail packs on the road

Connect facetime said he

Just hit the last of my load

The s**t on my neck

That come from the packs that I sold

I never went Platinum or Gold hah

You still f**k with him and you

Know he a rat and he told huh

Love when a n***a talk stupid

'Cause that's when shots run him

Down and he clappin' his pole brrt

Trust me that doesn't bode well for a n***a

It's gon' be victims boom

I'm a street n***a boy you know the difference

Hand around the throat of the rap game

And I'm boa constrictin' choke

My soul is missin' in the choke

Top spot I got sole position man

This ho was trippin' woo

She think I wanna taste her p***y

I ain't tastin' s**t like a covid symptom

I'ma social distance b***h hah look

No resistance with a Colt 45 gold edition

I'm a d**e magician

N***as disappearin' if I hear 'em dissin'

Kill the engineer and kill the n***a mixin'

In the 6 n***as still flippin' Nixon

Second strike they finna Billy Clint' 'em

Red and white he got the blues

Turn him into food everybody grip a biscuit

Runnin' lights inside of city limits

I'm excited my lil' shawty she the s**t

And we inside of somethin' simple with suicidal

Finish the sentence

Door close chop the head off a chicken

Morse code if I'm talkin' I'm clickin'

Lights flickin' tell 'em hold your position

Money-motivated mind on a mission

Straps in the lap and the pack got a lock

On the back of the cabinet doors

I lit a match for the torch in the game

For the real n***as only the fake get exposed

Scrapin' the plate breakin' the bowl

Makin' it shake takin' it home

I'm in the A with a 'K

So come on if you crazy

Cold-ass world goin' out guns blazin'

F**k is you n***as sayin'

Goin' out guns blazin'

Cold-ass world n***as get done flagrant

World gone mad even my son bathing

I'm in my bag n***a I'm done playin' with you

Gettin' rich off za like it's base in the 80s

Spot jumpin' like Tracy McGrady huh

Ten chains on n***a's face lookin' crazy

I still get a paycheck from Shady ah

I got reasons million reasons

Why you gonna die

My lil' n***as is demons yeah

I got reasons million reasons

Time to take a life

I got my reason yeah

I got reasons million reasons

Please stop asking why

I got my reasons yeah yeah

I got reasons my own reasons

Reasons in my mind

I got my reasons yeah

Luda hah

You so thirsty you drinkin' poison n***a

You ain't gangsta

Stop kiddin' around bring the toys in n***a

Luda's your daddy

You should be happy I'm givin' you playtime

But none of you rappers could see me

Not even if I was to pick up on facetime

You're wastin' time hatin' on another n***a

When you could be makin' money yourself ho

Featherweights I make 'em levitate

Get spanked with the heavyweight belt ho

Oh and the crowd goes wild

Creed 2 tell 'em throw in the towel

C*****e is a hell of a drug

Like Rick James have a coke and a smile

F**k your couch and your whole existence

You leavin' your family and the kids defenseless

Headed to a early grave now you dead and broke

Life beat 'em senseless get it

Bow down to rap's dignitary

'Cause Luda always been a visionary

I always knew you was a b***h

So I just read your obituary n***a

I got reasons million reasons

Please stop asking why

My lil' n***as is demons yeah uh huh

I got reasons my own reasons

Reasons in my mind

Brrt I got my reasons yeah