REASON feat. JID & Isaiah Rashad – Extinct lyrics

[Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah
I’m just sayin’ that, yeah
I just, damn
Yeah, yeah

[Isaiah Rashad]
I take my licks in the storm, b**** do me raw
Yeah, still f*****’ ’til six in the morn’
Son, how I flooded out the wrist to reward
Damn, they don’t make ’em like this anymore
Don’t try to hold that, you can’t control that
I bought the ‘Rari, the Tesla, then I got the throwback
I used to ride it, the Honda that was black as Kodak
And I recall it, like a picture, that is, really, that’s sick
Big screen lyrics, yeah, sixteen nearin’, and
“Zay, ‘fore you leave, Can you f*** me in the mirror, yeah?”
Baby, I got too many b****** not to mention them
Hoes, I don’t even know they names but they be feelin’ it tough
They wanna touch me like under covers and anacondas
Before you f*****’ go purchase your Gary Paytons
I’m really not everybody, sippin’ and talkin’ bad as yo’ daddy
You shouldn’t f*** with these n*****, we was the reckless

[REASON & JID]
Yeah, I f*** my b**** when I’m bored, rich from the poor
Drunk, high, stumblin’ off the s**** and record
Smooth n****, even when I miss, I’ma score
Damn, they don’t make ’em like this anymore
Zay, I don’t agree what you talkin’, I ain’t no regular
F*** you think they callin’ me, “Him?” I’m a competitor
Levelin’, young veteran, more lines than editors
S***, why you think we Top Dawgs? N***** different, uh
I been that n**** since Hov was Big Pimpin’
Fly n****, ain’t no gravity, damn
Say somethin’ slick, we on your line like a family plan
I used to throw up gang signs out my granny new van
Just some young hood n***** with no guidance like Drake and Chris
My latest s***, make n***** elevate they pimp
My new chick always say she ain’t no basic b****
Well, tell me why we always argue over basic s***? That’s crazy
2020, we can burn one
I done took way too many Ls and I ain’t earned some
No more buyin’ bags for b****** that can’t afford one
No more gettin’ brain from b****** that I can’t learn from
Look, we done went from H to the Izzo
To now a bunch of n***** and b****** with all gimmicks
Show they a** more than Lizzo, s*** (That’s my baby, haha)
This s*** screwed up (Oh), I stayed the same like grenades
When I took my pen out, a n**** blew up (Look)

[JID & REASON]
I used to ride through the six with my boys, kick in your door
Psychoanalysis, I feel like Sigmund Freud
Video vixen, she copped her t*** from the store, said
“Damn, they don’t make ’em like this a-”
B****, you are doorbell dumb
Lookin’ from crumbs in the cracks of a couch in a mad house
I laugh out loud at s*** I’m mad ’bout
Cash cow or mad cow if I ever cashed out
Backpedals and tackles just turn into the rap route
Mac robbin’ n***** with MACs after he maxed out
Called him again, minimum chance he get back out
Scope and a lens, we was kids with bubble wrap
Oblivious to the fact the candy lady was a trap house
Slidin’ through the city, I’m like Sly and the Stones
I got the fam and the blicky if you’re eyein’ me wrong
Told the cop, “It ain’t the fifties, I’ll pop this chrome
And I will not be wrong,” next stop we home (Yeah)

[REASON]
With gin I’m in some p****, I was knee-deeper than Funkadelics
I am legend, that explain all the will that a n**** carry
Talkin’ real big wheel like Ferris, top that s*** from the greatest
Newborn babies, that s*** newly apparent, REASON

[Isaiah Rashad, REASON, JID]
I take my licks in the storm, b**** do me raw
Yeah, still f*****’ ’til six in the morn’
Son, how I flooded out the wrist to reward
Damn, they don’t make ’em like this anymore
Yeah, I f*** my b**** when I’m bored, rich from the poor
Drunk, high, stumblin’ off the s**** and record
Video vixen, she copped her t*** from the store, said
“Damn, they don’t make ’em like this a-“

[REASON & Mereba]
Don’t wanna hold on to somebody who I cannot trust
You’ve seen that I have been trying since the very beginning
Then the situation gets a little worse (Yeah), and I try to forget
And then it gets a little worse, and I try to forget
You gon’ keep adding people?
Soulful (Yeah, yeah)