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letra de self reflection - jordan fletcher

intro

soon i’ll be the man you want me too

fire flowin’ got me sippin’ on the volatile
and all this gas i’m given
like i’m chillin’ in the holocaust
sending n-ggas on business trips just to talk to god
vagabond, lately i’m just roaming in the streets

you got potential
but what’s that considered if you never use it
all the talent you been wasting
one day you’ll be bound to lose it
how can you be so naive to the thought
i swear that you clueless
or because you insecure about what people think of music

it’s really not as simple as you blink and then appear
i haven’t draftеd any music or nothin’ over a year
cause somе mystic thoughts inside my head
is all i ever hear, so bad to the point
i thought it’d be best for me to disappear

there you go again puttin’ up walls to build excuses
if you never get with it then how you ever gon do sh-t
all these opinions and sh-t, man you just helpin’ to prove it
like how do kin not do nothing but keepin’ em moveless

and that’s the process
constant battles in my head
with my conscious
sick of people lookin’ at me like a novice
i don’t listen to the words and none that nonsense
one day i swear to god i’ll get it poppin’
(aw yeah)
one day i’ll get it poppin’
(aw yeah)
oh god i’ll get it p–pin’
(oh really x3, get it popping)

i’m tryna cop a new lexus coupe
something with like no room
buy it out the dealership or cop it out the showroom
man this n-gga egotistical, screamin’ louder than mystical
lonely bout your success but never bout what you been living through
listen i know it’s difficult
i know you feel dispensable
you try to act invincible because you feel invisible
this ain’t even me dissing you, just payin’ attention to
all the things that i feel like, ultimately just limit you
what is it fitting too?
consider my actions, are despicable
because i feel like i’m better than n-ggas with my syllables
you tryna make me out to be the bad guy and the criminal
and if the tables were turned you wouldn’t let this sh-t sit with you
stop tryna be upset and get physical cause you sensitive
i know you cynical, but i don’t think you my vision is
to bring out all these feelings that you try to suppress
but this is what to expect
when you try to self reflect

-fade out-

- jordan fletcher

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