Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't a Reason, artist - Vel The Wonder.
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ain't a Reason |
Laced up in chucks, 27 waist on her gut |
Mason jars to place her bud so when she blazes a blunt |
There’s an abundant amount to place in her cup |
Tucks it in tight, licks at the lip, and raises it up |
This ain’t for the love of money, this for the resurrection |
On this tobacco leaf, ain’t from the factory |
All agricultural product rolled rapidly and manually |
Not of irregular behavior when I’m capturing casualties |
Who be asking to battle me, geez |
Did I fuck up ya motion? |
substance suppressing act |
Now you dealing with emotion |
Appealing a motion on the most evident material noted |
I’m not here to judge you, I’m just the public official |
Appointed, wrote it… |
Now raise up ya joints, to bitches who be heavy on the scale |
Ask for more raise in her points, like she recently got a raise |
In her coins, ain’t fucking with men so she erasing the boys |
Sort of like when she is playing The Voids |
Windbreaker honey stomping bunnies at the bus stop |
What’s not to love about this soldier with the sun spot jonez |
Black Castle princess, surrounded by the wild animal type like the mid west |
Large cannibal fight in an instant, she starts their suicide |
With a syndrome in a mid sec, like a nicotine stick in they system |
Walking around lit for a minute, watching her hours click in her limit |
Deciding what pray she’s gonna inflict in a second, sickening image |
Split interference, envious bitch trippin' and shit |
Handling her business ain’t ever been an issue and shit |
She snatched the belly by the beast, she necked it ear to ear |
Then she said goodbye to niece. |
Peace, love |
Ain’t nothin' against the deep slug in ya piece, dove |
Snipped you at yo' wings cus. |
Ain’t a reason… like a pryo lit them trees son |
And like some pyros lit them trees son |
Uh, yea. |