Put It Pon Pause - Reign

You are cordially invited, hope you love it

She ain’t fuckin with a nigga on a budget

Babel said to make you gotta trust it

All the killers with me

We’re happy to be here but them other shit is real

Shit is real where I’m from

Hundred haters, got a hundred shots sitting in the drum

Shit is major, she gon' fuck me till I cum

I’m a player, if it ain’t about the money hit me later

Having meetings with the mayor

Love me from Toronto to Decatur

Give a fuck what a nigga gotta say, bitch i made it (uh)

You are cordially invited, can’t knock us

We them guns for the rosters

Fully loaded pistols for imposters

We young shottas

If niggas was a italian, they would call us mobsters

From the block its Reign

Reporting live Till the day i die

I’m the truth never told a lie, still i try

No tears, no tissue caught up in a fish bowl

Schooling niggas riding for my issue

Young and macho, with a little soul new gospel

Shit is getting scary, new hostile

New tools mean new rules its true shit

My old shit better than your new shit

Like I’m Rocko, Uoeno Uoeno

Pick a bitch like eeny meeny miny moe

After me lef from Jamaica, go foreign pon tour

Preaching teaching the people fi sure

Answer to Jah when him a knock pon your door

After me lef from Jamaica, go foreign pon tour

Come back an hear say Dirtsman skull bore

Hear say John Pope Paul all come yah pon tour

You are cordially invited, enjoy the view

I pop champagne with who I’m closest to

If you ain’t gettin bread, what you toastin to?

It’s money over bitches cause the bitches get emotional

Yeah, I got a new bitch bad as shit, now my old bitch mad as shit

I step up in the stores down on Madison, rate the mannequins

Like I told you I’d be back I’m the man again

Man, Pac would be happy 'cause I’m still thuggin'

Biggie would be proud to see us living lavish

And my girl keep bringing up Marriage

But it’s hard to think about it with an actress on my mattress

If it wasn’t bout the money when we last spoke

Somebody get that boy a coffin cause he dead broke

I mean, I ain’t saying I’m the richest

But you know you can’t compare me to these fucking broke niggas

Don’t even click like on your fuckin broke pictures

You should instagram your insufficient funds broke nigga

Jordan 5 retro when I used to hop the metro

With this 38 special gang bangin from the get go

Got rich went broke and made it back again

Cause winners never quit and quitters never win

Girl, you better tell a friend to tell a friend

I’m in with the connect I don’t ever meet the middle man

After me lef from Jamaica, go foreign pon tour

Preaching teaching the people fi sure

Answer to Jah when him a knock pon your door

After me lef from Jamaica, go foreign pon tour

Come back an hear say Dirtsman skull bore

Hear say John Pope Paul all come yah pon tour