Lord, you know how hard it is (it is)
Dealing with the pain
Day to day over one man (all the shit)
She can never be what I am
But as long as he with me
That’s what it’s gon’ be, oh
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
Try me, trespass
Guaranteed to beat yo’ ass (oh, oh)
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
It’s too much for her heart to take
I give no fucks ’bout what she gotta say (no, woah)
Know I’m the type to go through my nigga’s phone (what you know ’bout that?)
Shit be on my nerves when it keeps ringin’ back to back (back, back, who the fuck is that?)
“Fuck a bitch on stress”, is always the mindset I’m in (I’m in, oh, oh)
But an ex game is not the game I’m tryna play at all (ooh)
Is she on your mind? (On your mind)
You can, gon’, and do with y’all niggas always do and don’t tell me (tell me, oh woah)
She better understand the consequence she fuckin’ with
‘Cause tonight, I’ll end it all
Spin the block two or three times
I’ll make sure all the cancer’s gone
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
I got what I know she still wants (wants)
And I make him do what she don’t (oh, oh-oh, oh)
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
It’s too much for her heart to take
I give no fucks ’bout what she gotta say (oh, oh, oh)
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
Pull up to your shit unannounced (unannounced, uh, yeah)
You ain’t even know I was en route (route, JT)
That bitch in the ditch for a reason though
She was singin’ on his dick with them easy notes (yeah)
You his ex for a reason, so
Ain’t no mo’fuckin’ reason to be reasonable (damn right)
You the type I’ll slap out (slap out)
And you mad ’cause a bitch got a bag and my back out
Keep playin’, I’ma snap out (snap out)
Call his mo’fuckin’ phone ever again, I’ma black out (black out)
Hood bitch, bring the trap out (what’s up?)
Quick to pull up if a bitch wanna act out
He got a bitch with a check now (check now)
Doin’ tricks on the dick, you ain’t shit for him to check ’bout (uh-huh)
I got that nigga in a figure four
You the help and the service he don’t need no more
Uh, did you get that, bitch? Sit back
‘Cause a real bitch’ll pull up with the click-clack
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
I got what I wanna know she still wants (wants)
And I make him do what she don’t (oh, oh-oh, oh)
That bitch your ex for a reason though (reason though)
It’s too much for her heart to take
I give no fucks ’bout what she gotta say (oh, oh, oh)
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
Pull up to your shit unannounced (unannounced)
You ain’t even know I was en route (en route)
Ain’t no competin’ when it come to spendin’ time with me (no way, oh)
‘Cause I’ma say the shit she won’t say (say)
Even get up in your face with it
Them and me are different, it ain’t no ultimatum (zero tolerance)
It’s zero tolerance with anything fuckin’ with mine
She done called you twice (called you twice)
You can, gon’, and do what y’all niggas always do and try to lie to me (ooh, woah)
You better understand the consequence she fuckin’ with
‘Cause tonight, I’ll end it all
Spin the block two or three times
I’ll make sure all the cancer’s gone
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
I got what I wanna know she still wants (wants)
And I make him do what she don’t (oh, oh-oh, oh)
That bitch your ex for a reason though (reason though)
It’s too much for her heart to take
I give no fucks ’bout what she gotta say (oh, oh, oh)
That bitch your ex (your ex), for a reason though (reason though)
Pull up to your shit unannounced (unannounced)
You ain’t even know I was en route (en route)
Summer Walker, JT & City Girls – Ex For A Reason Lyrics
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