Testo Reflections - Morray
Testo della canzone Reflections (Morray), tratta dall'album Street Sermons
Pipe this shit on TNT
Fucked up, learned some lessons
Had my momma stressing
Stuck behind a wall
Was a troubled adolescent
Couldn't make the right decision
Using everybody's method
If I used it, I perfect it
Bitch I thought, now I'm arrested
And the ones that had my back, I gotta start to second guess 'em
Niggas call my bitch their sis but when I'm gone her name Alexis
Press the issue, start compression
I'm ready to disrespect 'em
The Churchill gon' send the message
Big hole inside of your chest bitch
Saving money for the studio but that left with the haste
My daughter b-day coming up, I didn't have a place to stay
Couldn't even throw a party, hell I could barely buy a cake
Glad I had the EBT, almost ruined my baby's day
Been there, did this, did that nigga, I seen so much pain
Calls up momma on that saying, "Sorry, couldn't pay"
Woulda, shoulda, coulda, might just work but it's too late
Facing all these demons it's reflections in my face, yeah
Been there, did this, did that nigga, I seen so much pain
Calls up momma on that saying, "Sorry, couldn't pay"
Woulda, shoulda, coulda, might just work but it's too late
Facing all these demons, it's reflections in my face, yeah
Being broke is mindset
Grew up on the concept
Shelter was my home but it was better than the projects
Tried to play sports but I could never be a prospect
Had to get my GED because I was convict
Fucked up
Had to pick my nuts up
A black man with a record, employers would never trust us
Couldn't find a job
No money to ride the bus, bruh
I had no damn direction, my mind was stuck in a fluster
Had to move the big bags
Mask up for the quick grabs
Michael Jordan on the waist, .45, yeah I grip that
Didn't know it had kick back
Dropped at first, didn't hit jack
Glad my niggas had me or I would been seein' pitch black
Been there, did this, did that nigga, I seen so much pain
Calls up momma on that saying, "Sorry, couldn't pay"
Woulda, shoulda, coulda, might just work but it's too late
Facing all these demons it's reflections in my face, yeah
Been there, did this, did that nigga, I seen so much pain
Calls up momma on that saying, "Sorry, couldn't pay"
Woulda, shoulda, coulda, might just work but it's too late
Facing all these demons, it's reflections in my face
Credits
Writer(s): Angelo Callari, David Mcdowell, Thomas Horton, Morae Ruffin, Carter James Bryson
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