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Why?!
by Lil Evo
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Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
I know I'm in tune with myself
But of lately I been rude to myself
Thinking why I cannot do without ya help
I been moving like ya love is life, the tube to my health
I was geekin' on Kiana sike the keys fit only diamonds
Can't just dick up just any mamacita even if she riding
In the stu she stick beside me sike the stu don't got no problems
And, every bitch a problem
And, I don't want no problems (ha ha)
And, she want fuck no condom
She a treesh, she a slut, she do anything for designer
(Anything for designer)
She do anything for my timing
Open my eyes that shit would blind me
Missed the girl who loved what's inside me
Damn, this a story for you
This a, this a poem, this a story for you
Asking my why I got here but not how I lost you
Reflecting on all my problems with a bottle of perfume
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
(I'm too drugged up, drugged up, I'm fucked up)
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
I know I'm in tune with myself
But of lately I been rude to myself
Thinking why I cannot do without ya help
I been moving like ya love is life, the tube to my health
I was geekin' on Kiana sike the keys fit only diamonds
Can't just dick up just any mamacita even if she riding
In the stu she stick beside me sike the stu don't got no problems
And, every bitch a problem
And, I don't want no problems (ha ha)
And, she want fuck no condom
She a treesh, she a slut, she do anything for designer
(Anything for designer)
She do anything for my timing
Open my eyes that shit would blind me
Missed the girl who loved what's inside me
Damn, this a story for you
This a, this a poem, this a story for you
Asking my why I got here but not how I lost you
Reflecting on all my problems with a bottle of perfume
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
(I'm too drugged up, drugged up, I'm fucked up)
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why
Not how I got here
Keep on asking why, why I got here
