Reasons ft. Darling Domo Lyrics

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

On the race to a mili

Focused on the money but the journey the true mission

What you think happens at the finish line

Where everything is so divine

Yeah you could close your eyes

But then what's next

When you unload all that stress you've been building up for years

How's your fam your friends your foe

Oh no that forgot to tell you that the top is all alone

Dogs never listen on the leash they on parole

Driving through swat I ain't seen a clone

All I ever seen was hope

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

I'm stuck at the bottom will you help me get up

Celibate for light cause in the dark we get fucked

Lay and clear my mind I keep the door locked shut

Go and take my time until all the pain is gone

My niggas back home wont know what the fuck I'm on

Who lani damn that bitch can't even kill a bug

When I'm in the streets

Im thinking bout the game

When I'm on ballin off C p three in my vein

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

I'm tired of this life

I'm tired of the strife

I'm tired of this life now I'm tired of the strife

Just feel like I'm better off dead

Cause I'm tired of this life that I've lead

Tired of the nights with no beds

Tired of this life tired of the strife

Tired of the hunger need the bread

Im tired of the lies I've been feed

Im tired of the stress I've embedded

Im tired of the fight fuck who's wrong or right

Fuck wit me I'll put you in a bed

It pays to be pretty charming and witty

Run up a check when I run through the city

Baby I'm different interest percentages

Early retirement I don't get tired of it

Of the people I love finding healing

My paper trail is revealing

That we have a better tomorrow

I've got some faith you can borrow

Moves are like worship the way I work it

Pray with no purpose chickens need churches

Pluck open your third eye

Can you see inside

They don't understand the reason

Why they move how they move

They don't understand the rhythm

They just say they like the grove

They don't understand