REFLECTION

Pockets empty take me where it's plenty

Ridin dirty ain't nobody with me

Speedin past them yellow lights all through my city got to make it fore they try to kill me

Accounting for accounts look Ma my bank HIT

Tryna get her out so she retire that day shift

A nigga tryna get it know my hood gone stay there

Run up he be clutchin, yeah my brother don't play fair

Smooth Criminal like the hood Mike Jack

I been on my denim, I ain't giving no slack

I been on the grind tryna bring in more stacks

Keeping tabs, I been sticking to the paper like a tac

Big dog need a big bag bout to floss and yo bitch mad