Reflections ft. Jalen The ViRGO Lyrics

I'm solving a puzzle

Putting my demons in muzzles

I don't have time for the chuckles

Laughing at me

Yeah they be laughing at me

But I don't got time rebuttals

Seeing the mirror but all I can think off

Is giving my momma tussle

Facades

I stack on the double

Changing the paint

Like I'm playing charades

But perfect ain't perfect

the honesty is fake

I just be playing

Think I'm the hero but i might be the villain

Kicking up kittens

I see the hate in the village

Cuz I don't have faith in religion

And all of my givens are coated in garbage I'm not really good for nutrition

So they be hiding they children

That's why they be hiding they children

playing brain games

They can't catch it

I won't betray my fray

If they hate my shit

On the gram I weigh

Like 4 baskets

I can't display my ways

I'm so maverick

When will my reflection show

Who i am inside

I try so hard not to know

Would forego my pride

If only they could see my soul

Would they still be proud of me

Would they still be proud of me

When will my reflection show

Who i am inside

I try so hard not to know

Would forego my pride

If only they could see my soul

Would they still be proud of me

Would they still be proud of me

Always remember the bad shit

Now they all think that I'm bat shit

Had a nigga hidden deep in the closet

They found him swinging the cactus

Made too many mistakes yea

So I can't be running on trains yet

Can't go saving the world

When my niggas hooked on medications

And i did that

Giving no take backs

No way to pay

I can't complain

For the mix match

Tired of people judging all my nick nacks

They gon see that

I might be the villain but im always dispatch

When will my reflection show

Who i am inside

I try so hard not to know

Would forego my pride

If only they could see my soul

Would they still be proud of me

Would they still be proud of me

When will my reflection show

Who i am inside

I try so hard not to know

Would forego my pride

If only they could see my soul

Would they still be proud of me

Would they still be proud of me