Reflections
Ayy
Them ain't my problems, ayy, ayy
Them ain't my problems, ayy
I know them sirens in my reflections, nigga, haha, haha
Shit, shit, shit
Them ain't my problems
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck yo problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious, nigga
Nigga, right
'Cause I got pills for you and you too
I know you party wit' 'em
I know you hardly hid it
Tardy fearin' godly children
I know yo momma track yo phone like it's prolly missin'
I know you just do it for likes on Vine, you hardly mention
The fact that you got a curfew and perfume
To cover up that ganja smell, you know yo mom'll hurt you
And go all through your phone and look it up to see who served you
And now she call me up, I block yo number, back to work, fool
I wish, I wish I was a sucker
I wish the witch'll switch the spell and just make me your lover
But that's too much for me to picture, better crop or somethin'
I pop this pill, get stuck, I'm dead tonight I'm Pac or somethin'
Then I tell 'em
Not my problem
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck them problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious nigga, right
Not my problem
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck them problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious nigga, right
It's funny
But look, my Uncle told me dope would make me money, then he used it
The fact he shot it up and still went broke used to confuse me
It's freebie after freebie, texts soon as he heard my music
I feel bad for that nigga, still would serve him, need that moola
Like Jesus Christ, you on my side, right, you'd die for me?
If they read my rights I won't be fried, right?, let me be free
If I'm Xanned then how I'm gon' remember where keys to my Beem?
If I'm Xanned then I'm just sleepin' that's jus' me close to my dreams
That shit crazy, that's just life, that's how crazy niggas think
Through every right, up every off, I'm still crazy for my team
Fuck the talking, fuck the hoes, they all crazy wit
I just eat all by myself 'cause niggas crazy when they don't eat
Them ain't my problems
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious, hey, I know
So please be cautious, nigga
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck yo problems, nigga
Yeah, y'all niggas heard what I said
Them ain't my problems, ayy, ayy
Them ain't my problems, ayy
I know them sirens in my reflections, nigga, haha, haha
Shit, shit, shit
Them ain't my problems
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck yo problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious, nigga
Nigga, right
'Cause I got pills for you and you too
I know you party wit' 'em
I know you hardly hid it
Tardy fearin' godly children
I know yo momma track yo phone like it's prolly missin'
I know you just do it for likes on Vine, you hardly mention
The fact that you got a curfew and perfume
To cover up that ganja smell, you know yo mom'll hurt you
And go all through your phone and look it up to see who served you
And now she call me up, I block yo number, back to work, fool
I wish, I wish I was a sucker
I wish the witch'll switch the spell and just make me your lover
But that's too much for me to picture, better crop or somethin'
I pop this pill, get stuck, I'm dead tonight I'm Pac or somethin'
Then I tell 'em
Not my problem
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck them problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious nigga, right
Not my problem
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck them problems, nigga
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious nigga, right
It's funny
But look, my Uncle told me dope would make me money, then he used it
The fact he shot it up and still went broke used to confuse me
It's freebie after freebie, texts soon as he heard my music
I feel bad for that nigga, still would serve him, need that moola
Like Jesus Christ, you on my side, right, you'd die for me?
If they read my rights I won't be fried, right?, let me be free
If I'm Xanned then how I'm gon' remember where keys to my Beem?
If I'm Xanned then I'm just sleepin' that's jus' me close to my dreams
That shit crazy, that's just life, that's how crazy niggas think
Through every right, up every off, I'm still crazy for my team
Fuck the talking, fuck the hoes, they all crazy wit
I just eat all by myself 'cause niggas crazy when they don't eat
Them ain't my problems
I know them sirens by reflection, please be cautious, hey, I know
So please be cautious, nigga
I want my bread, I want my bread, like fuck yo problems, nigga
Yeah, y'all niggas heard what I said
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Writer(s): Derrick Daisey
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