Reflections (Intro)

[Verse 1] Why the fuck these niggas bitching, blame it on some bitches Money on my mind, and my mind on the riches Gotta watch my back, can't let the devil get me And I ain't never been scared cause I know God with me Chris Travis be a mortal angel, God sent me Blunt in my hand, with a shot of dark whiskey I'mma let that bullshit slide One-hundred rounds in the trunk, we will let it ride Nigga do you wanna die Or would you rather be paralyzed Lately I been fucked up mentally Please forgive me for hurting bitch niggas physically Fuck niggas can't get to me Your girl ain't at home cause that bitch with me Let that bitch breathe [Hook x4] Staying true to myself, fuck everybody Staying true to my wealth, I got everybody [Verse 2] Never do you wrong, always keep it real Is it right to die, or is it right to kill Because I don't really know how to feel Under pressure, all bitch niggas do is squeal Heart dropping, eyes stopping, that's a stand still Bitch nigga I'm on the kill So nigga gon' try your luck One time we'll fuck you up I leave your soul with the doves Now killing always ain't the choice But motherfucker I still won't show remorse Come and beat your ass while you on the porch Then light up my blunt with a torch And speed off in my '99 Ford It's all good, cause I ain't have to use my sword [Hook]