Reflection
All I want is a lot shit
I ain't got no fucks to give
That's on God I never quit
Girl you bad lemme bite your lips
I don't play safe I take them risks
I do not talk to no basic bitch
Oh my god just look at this fit
World wide tour that's next on my list
I look so precious
that's why she obsessive
Askin' if we just friends
I hate when I get that question
Niggas always pocket watching
And they faking that they got it
Finished college for my momma
Time to fuck up all these commas
Need to get my mind right
Way too many late nights
Way too many people
In my life I don't like
I'm so low my skies are gray
Hide my face I don't want fame
Stuck in La traffic bank account is overdrawn again
Feeling down down down I don't even tell my friends
Who gon really stick around when the walls in closing in
Music help me find some peace
I'm tryna just get through the week
Most these bitches way too friendly
Think they plotting on the kid
My paranoia setting in
My melanin might get me killed
My parents raised me to be humble
But a rapper supposed to flex
So what the fuck do I do now
Think I missed a couple steps
Creep at night like thriller
This drink all up in my system
Really got me tripping
Maybe I should stop and listen
Lord knows no way I can do this on my own
I'm just tryna go to heaven
Not my fault I be so extra
If you gas me up no telsa
Ima cuff you and arrest you
Bite marks all up on my neck
Tatt my name up on your flesh
Get on top or throw it back
Don't see nothing wrong w that
Sex sometimes just help my stress
Made some rights I made some lefts
Even though I need some space
I love it when you say my name
Out the dirt I had to climb
Write these songs to clear my mind
Don't want nothing on the side
I like your 2 piece breast and thighs
If he press you for some money
then that really not your homie
If you never split the bill
Don't think that love isn't real
I don't trust what people say
They be moving like some snakes
Tryna eat up off my plate
When they was never there for me
Learning all about myself
Life is what you make it
Go cray with my day 1s
You know who yeah we go dumb
Yeah the boys done glowed up
I'm too hot please don't touch
Think that this my moment
Ready for my close up
I don't know how to feel when I get like this
Gotta stop taking sips when I get so stressed
Gotta cut it out my life if it don't make sense
Gotta outwork y'all just to pay my parents rent
I ain't got no fucks to give
That's on God I never quit
Girl you bad lemme bite your lips
I don't play safe I take them risks
I do not talk to no basic bitch
Oh my god just look at this fit
World wide tour that's next on my list
I look so precious
that's why she obsessive
Askin' if we just friends
I hate when I get that question
Niggas always pocket watching
And they faking that they got it
Finished college for my momma
Time to fuck up all these commas
Need to get my mind right
Way too many late nights
Way too many people
In my life I don't like
I'm so low my skies are gray
Hide my face I don't want fame
Stuck in La traffic bank account is overdrawn again
Feeling down down down I don't even tell my friends
Who gon really stick around when the walls in closing in
Music help me find some peace
I'm tryna just get through the week
Most these bitches way too friendly
Think they plotting on the kid
My paranoia setting in
My melanin might get me killed
My parents raised me to be humble
But a rapper supposed to flex
So what the fuck do I do now
Think I missed a couple steps
Creep at night like thriller
This drink all up in my system
Really got me tripping
Maybe I should stop and listen
Lord knows no way I can do this on my own
I'm just tryna go to heaven
Not my fault I be so extra
If you gas me up no telsa
Ima cuff you and arrest you
Bite marks all up on my neck
Tatt my name up on your flesh
Get on top or throw it back
Don't see nothing wrong w that
Sex sometimes just help my stress
Made some rights I made some lefts
Even though I need some space
I love it when you say my name
Out the dirt I had to climb
Write these songs to clear my mind
Don't want nothing on the side
I like your 2 piece breast and thighs
If he press you for some money
then that really not your homie
If you never split the bill
Don't think that love isn't real
I don't trust what people say
They be moving like some snakes
Tryna eat up off my plate
When they was never there for me
Learning all about myself
Life is what you make it
Go cray with my day 1s
You know who yeah we go dumb
Yeah the boys done glowed up
I'm too hot please don't touch
Think that this my moment
Ready for my close up
I don't know how to feel when I get like this
Gotta stop taking sips when I get so stressed
Gotta cut it out my life if it don't make sense
Gotta outwork y'all just to pay my parents rent
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Writer(s): Kendrick Allen
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