[Intro: BRUHMANEGOD]
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture

Without a Reason

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent

[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pu-Pu-Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture, flash
Yeah, baby daddy utilities
No you is not gang, you can't come inside the facility
Only-only spider gang in my circle, in my vicinity
Bi-Bi-Bitch I got a tech, a ridicule artillery
Bitch I'm smokin' stain-ain-ain, bitch I'm smokin' illicitly
Oh-Oh-Oh hе want some static? You want-You want some elеctricity?

[Verse 2: SURGE]
One-One-One man army, fuck yo' parties
Fu-Full set of armor, with a barbie
I-I-I ain't sorry I don't give a fuck
I feel highly I was blood thirsty, it's a flood
Eyes gray to bud , I-I been [?] like a stud
I'll fuck if [?] plug, mean mug
My grave I [?], shockwaves come forward
If you pay my bitch it's through cocaine unless you-
[Verse 3: LXWLIFE]
[?] something, I can not [?]
All this discussing, I wish [?] nothin'
I-I don't give a fuck 'bout no bitch
Lane switch, tell her don't bitch
Tell a-Tell a hoe bitch, suck dick
[?] with the [?] fit
[?]
I get one with the [?], I get one with the [?]
[?]
Out here just tryna get higher, [?]
J-Jocking my style
[?], [?]
Fuck that, I grab the rifle and i fucking shoot it up
And I gave no fucks, that's what I told ya
[?] soldier, now from the [?]
Man I told you 'bout the [?], [?]
[?] in his soda

[Verse 4: MKULTRA]
Bring it back like quarter, I'm foldin', I got that prada open
I can drop my [?], I'm P.O.T.U.S I got that bitch explodin
You are so devoted, and coated in gold, bitch i'm goin
Kickin' down doors, on top of these hoes, I could go
Bam, bam, bam, [?] bring it down
Imma [?], and smoke 'em by the ounce
Surfin' bitch you drown, in the waves goin' down
I could go psycho, Imma go psycho
[Verse 5: CXRPSE]
Honestly, I don't even wanna do a feature
Throw the whole track away like n***a it's nice to meet you
Tryna give me simple currency, n***a I'm bout to beat ya
Now all I taste is blood, I'm feelin just like Vegeta
I might put you in sediment, I am a veteran
N***as on top but they still be irrelevant
Keep my name out yo fuckin mouth
[?], heard they hanging for melanin
That shit is still a shame, how I'm comin with the heat
Everythin' you sayin' yo' opinion obsolete
I only wanted money just to say that I could eat
Later with yo' bitch and now she got me on repeat
He say he on the stone with me i'm not gone let him breathe
You just another n***a and the world will see you bleed
This isn't babylon we'll bring you down onto you knees
You think you meetin' god but I'm the only thing you see
But I'm the only thing you see
But you don't have to look at me
Nor do you have to pay attention to what I'm do-

Ay, hol'up hol'up hol'up
You thought this was over?

[Outro: BRUHMANEGOD]
Only-only spider gang in my circle, in my vicinity
Bi-Bi-Bitch I got a tech, a ridicule artillery
Bitch I'm smokin' stain-ain-ain, bitch I'm smokin' illicitly
Oh-Oh-Oh he want some static? You want-You want some electricity?