Frzy - 32 Reasons lyrics

[Verse 1: Frzy] You close but no Cuban Let me light it up The rap game a mess Let me tidy up Tell them hating n***as shut it up Or getting clocked is how you gonna wind up Y'all foiled Turn n***as to soil The letter on my hat be P No oil Royal You are now rocking with the best 'Cause homie I been around Against these bullet proof vests Yes [Verse 2: Frzy] I got 99 problems And 32 reasons To put these wack n***as in hell Deep breathin' Try to stop the state I'm in That's treason 'Cause in person they don't wanna meet Vegan This cut'll leave the rap game bleedin' These n***as number 2 and still can't get even Why you think that they leavin' 'Cause they couldn't imagine ever having Something to believe in My career's going steady I call it my spouse If I'm a bum Why is everything on the house I live the good life But in bad ways Chill with n***as wit bad luck And broke legs And what you can't bear I'm taking down in kegs So fix ya mug while I lyrically chug 'Cause on the beat I stay wit the heat That's why I'm giving away bars Say trick or treat n***a [Verse 3: Frzy] If you ain't scared why you running from it Some men bite the dust instead of coming from it I could give you bars if you really want it The Burgh f** with me That's why I come from it Breed to be a bred Greatness indeed How can I not succeed Now you ain't got to like the rhymes that I kick 'Cause I got boat loads of n***as that see sick Brick