Reign - Chuck Mason

Defy odds, define self, you know the motto

Yeah, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

(Laughs) oh shit

Reign, hol' up

All eyes on me, while I’m driving tre' eight with a bad chick

Flossing hard like a nigga never had shit

Trying to grind so my whole city shine

Give back, lower crime, make a broke nigga half rich

Flow wet — half baptist

Flow blessed — half Catholic

Flow nasty, momma told you niggas clean it up

Clean again, it ain’t clean enough

Don’t understand why rappers acting like they winning bruh, I don’t get

Your 'ho's ain’t thick enough, flows ain’t sick enough

I’mma act like I don’t give a fuck

Your dreams ain’t big enough, team ain’t big enough

You don’t chase millions bruh, you nickle dime bagging up

Trying to make a million huh

Petrol Billi' Bruh, I bathe in octane they gas me

Soaked this in nitro, sparked it with a nice flow

Now spectators speculating like it might blow

Call it lyric calisthenic no lypo

This is Propofol to mics, I’m sorry Michael, I might go

Conrad Murray on the mic bro

Kill that bitch bark with the mic bro

Bow down when they see me like an idol

I bring the beat back CPR revival

Red and blue gangs straight bang, not the hood as the menace

Men in the pen', white crooks in the senate

Shit, black crooks in the senate

Niggas theive everything except God’s minutes

What they gon' do fearing reign is infinite

What they gon' do fearing pain is imminent

Tried to steal my crown like my name ain’t in it

Murder everything to defend it

Reign

Defy odds, define self

Against all odds and anybody else

Make sure they fear that reign

Reign

Niggas couldn’t stop me then, what would make 'em think that they could stop me

now

Undefeateds lose titles like Pacquiao, salute a mother fucker like a Nazi now

I don’t sweat, no sir, but the blood on my crown

Scene’s so blurred, niggas wanting my crown seem so sure

But the blood on my crown is not mine, it’s fuck niggas who tried, failed, died,

and won’t learn

One nigga, two niggas, three niggas gon' front, gon' flex

Stunt for these bitches and front for these riches, boy these 'ho's is a mess

Gotta show these mother fuckers how a king move and believe me little homie I

ain’t talking 'bout chess

What’s it like to have a queen ride hard while you’re busting in public and I

ain’t talking 'bout sex

But I still let her fuck me with my crown on, got that wet let a nigga get his

drown on

Out the shower strapped without a towel on, made my head turn Illuminati owl on,

I smile on, prowl on

Niggas act like I ain’t get it from the dirt, so many nonbelievers

Their dreams got buried in the dirt, I get it, so many non-achievers

Niggas still acting like bitches when they’re rapping 'bout the brand

But won’t ever come and see me like a man (you feel me)

Mad 'bout these features, niggas can’t afford me

Self mad boss dog, niggas can’t ignore me

Progressive with the Flo', still can’t insure me

Rapping 'bout Brinks, naw still can’t secure me

King Tut’s Gold scripted by the pure me

Rapping ass niggas couldn’t lure me with the jewelry

I don’t know about a Basquiat, might cop a couple paintings Will Watson got

And reign from the throne waiting foes to approach this

Infrared beam on rap 'ho's I’m focused

What’d they do fearing reign so potent

What’d they do fearing pain so hopeless

Tried to steal my crown like my name ain’t on it

Murder any rapper that want it

Reign

Defy odds, define self

Against all odds and anybody else

Make sure they fear that reign

Reign