
Your The Reason Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(I need you to come here next to me)
(Oh My God, Well Fed)
(Yes baby I)
I need you to come here next to me
Together let's move up in the hills, Beverly
Last time I threw up when we weren't together, we can't be separately
Girl, I want this shit, that's forever, this too heavenly
We can't be too far apart, not even 7 feet
Cause in reality, that shit feel like 70
Don't leave me to fight this entity alone
You're the only reason I'm able to stand strong
You're the fuel to my rocket (to my)
You're the hand to my pocket (to my)
You're the choices to my options (to my)
But I need you to be mine, that's not an option
Don't you dare go hide in the closet
Baby take my love head on, I don't need you dodging
Check to see if my legs on, cause I'ma keep running for your love like a faucet
No sink, I need you to share yo' love for me, we in sync
When your heart beat, my heart beat
When you blink, I'ma blink
When you think, I'ma think
When you fall, I'ma reach out
I would never let your feet touch the fucking ground
At least when I'm around
You know I'ma keep a grip on it, yes, I'ma hold it down
Ballin' hard for your love, while these niggas out of bounds
Going hard with these dubs, yes, I'll run my town
I need you to come here next to me
Together let's move up in the hills, Beverly
Last time I threw up when we weren't together, we can't be separately
Girl, I want this shit, that's forever, this too heavenly
We can't be too far apart, not even 7 feet
Cause in reality, that shit feel like 70
Don't leave me to fight this entity alone
You're the only reason I'm able to stand strong
Wait, who the fuck made mamas cry
I'm finna load up my gun, everybody in here, they finna die
I'm finna send them to hell, or to the sky
I don't care if I go to jail
My gun not just for show and tell
I'm on the roll like I'm a shell, no shockers
I talk proper, but I'll get improper
Just call me your father
I told her get on all fours, like she chopper
I tell her I'm all yours, no honor
(Oh my god, well fed)
The whole world, I am gonna conquer
Do you hear what I'm saying, or do I need to holler