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Reflections

 

Reflections

(album: Body High - 2014)


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 with' 'em
I know you hardly hid it
Tardy fearing godly children
I know yo momma track yo phone like it's prolly missing
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 something
I pop this pill, get stuck, I'm dead tonight I'm Pac or something
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 sleeping 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 those, they all crazy with [?]
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

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?