reflections (intro)

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

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

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

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody

staying true to myself

fuck everybody

staying true to my wealth

i got everybody