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reason - el chapo lyrics

[intro]
wait, wait, wait (wait, wait, wait)
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait (wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)
wait, uh, uh

[pre-hook]
lifestyle movin’ quick and fast
feel good, god please, slow it for me
all i wanted was a b-tch to lie to me
baby, tell me you been hopin’ for me
all i wanna do is make you feel good
baby, get your holly berry on
all i wanted was the money stashed in the same spot like a carry-on

[hook]
ah! carry-on
money stashed like a carry-on (sheesh!)
uh, makin’ hard hits, music get yo -ss buried on (ah!)
i feel like i’m blowin’, you won’t even know it
somebody gon’ tell rocko (rocko!)
pull up [?] like rza
i’m feelin’ like el chapo (ah!)

[verse 1]
i come from the hood, i’m tryna change my perspective
i been eatin’ good, but i’m still workin’ for seconds
no love for the opposition
n-ggas growin’ up without a pot to p-ss in
so they sellin’ pot just to cop commission
who am i to judge? n-gga, f-ck a judge
gave my n-gga 25, free fonz though (free!)
f-ck the system for life (life)
grew up on adidas and nikes
cop the [?] got for miniature price (hah!)
n-ggas comin’ out the [?] kicks
that he sellin’ sh-t to make a quicker buck (buck)
bangin’ they hoodies, zippin’ up
new necks, they’ll make you rich as f-ck

[pre-hook]
i’m feelin’ like el chapo
made it out tryna make a dollar
n-ggas eatin’, boys pity on us
streets grimy, boy them semis poppin’
you can get it like ricky got it (bop!)
head on the swivel, n-gga
be caught with it or be gone without it (without it!)
knew that since a lil’ n-gga, wait
lifestyle movin’ quick and fast
feel good, god please, slow it for me
all i wanted was a b-tch to lie to me
baby, tell me you been hopin’ for me
all i wanna do is make you feel good
baby, get your holly berry on
all i wanted was the money stashed in the same spot like a carry-on

[verse 2]
think, n-gga
ain’t much to think about
hunnid days and the hunnid nights
homies runnin’ with them heaters out (hah!)
homies is callin’ you p-ssy ’cause you left and took the safer route
they say that they street smart, but they ain’t smart enough to make it out
boy, i’m breakin’ out
i’m tryna be with a bad b-tch on the beach layin’ out
f-ck extendin’ clips, i’d rather be extendin’ bank accounts
what i think about?
b-tches love you when you ballin’, n-gga
that’s why you see ’em when the lakers out
money comin’ and the paper flyin’
this sh-t feelin’ like a paper route
n-ggas be rollin’ ’round k!llin’ for fun
limo tinted with the banger out (bow, bow)
i like my women like they like they guns
extensions with the bottoms hangin’ out (hah!)

- reason lyrics

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