Reflecting (8:15 AM)

Huh Y'all know what the fuck going on Yeah Aye 8:15 in the A.M, thinking 'bout life itself Just tryna find a better way that I can reach countless wealth As I begin to fill this wood with crud from off the highest shelf And you can tell just by the smell They gone regret folding on me when my name ringing bells And I might just shed a tear when I touch a M, I been through hell I put my mind, heart, & soul on beats, it feel like show & tell But sometimes, two of the three absent & I don't know myself But then I'll been done hoed myself like "nigga you better than that" Bitch, I'm Dat One Nigga no matter what I murk every track If you lost yo' heart to me, just give it up You ain't getting it back When I was giving mines out they turned me into a villain, in fact What made you grab that knife & put that shit in my back Knowing you would be right beside me had I risen off rap Said you had me for life but it was really cap, well, would you look at that That just give me more incentive to shit on they ass And you don't see me posting pape 'cause they be quick to do the math And once it get to adding up, they quick to try & do you bad Niggas be talking loose as hell, still move like they ain't said shit Man, if only you knew They finna get on yo ass Man, you better get in yo' bag Nigga, why the hell you run out on that field No cleats or no pads And we ain't on the same team, don't look at me for no pass 'Cause it's up with everybody that ah rather see me in a casket They like slow down, you too hot G You'll been done blew a gasket Nigga fuck that I'm all gas, no breaks this my passion It's hard to stop when you so used to putting niggas in the basket Niggas think they got next until we blow right past 'em And I just only want the neck, don't want yo hoe She kinda average Plus she come with a whole lotta extra ass baggage You know that hoe a cum rag and, yet, still you out here bragging Only reason she want me is 'cause she know I got the bag in But I can't make yo wishes come to life, I ain't Aladdin And they hate it's too easy, like Westbrook I'm stat padding Gone make 'em hate it even more when they see this shit gaining traction Me & squad Dem One Niggas, they gone hate we the main attraction Nigga Hmm, y'all know what the fuck going on Yeah, I swear these niggas act like hoes Someone put 'em in a pageant Hmm, yeah Aye, we finna run this shit up to some shit you can't even imagine Yeah, aye I run it up to what you can't imagine, then we finna stash it I fucked around- umm Alright, I'm off this bitch man