Reasons

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



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Writer(s): Tolani Aina
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