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letra de reflections - quentin beck$

[verse 1: wteve baker]

hey, hey i hopped in the studio with quentin beck$
i ain’t been the same since then god d-mn
tryna get this money hanging out with bro ‘nem
they folding
going till it’s golden
i did way too much
i’m smoking
they like, “steve, we thought your life was better”
i’m like, “d-mn, i thought my line was wetter”
had to wet up all my letters
little stick, get it clear, no detectors
get a gun in these streets and protect ya
imma mess, now i’m grown disrespect ya

[hook: quentin beck$]

as i look around i see nothing but reflections
always keep it real if i catch you in my presence
(my god)

[bridge: eddie yuma & wteve baker]

we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes

[verse 2: quentin beck$]

the one and only you can’t clone me
lot of haters and a lot of homies
some friends and some phony
some knew me and some know me
cause them niggas don’t sound nice
them niggas just sound bite
cause them b-tches don’t look right
them b-tches ain’t my type
ain’t shit change but my change nigga
y’all not real like y’all chains nigga
fake brothers like kane nigga
real talk y’all lames nigga
it’s just me and my squala
chasing the dollars
not chasing the b-tches, just chasing the digits
just chasing the figures, just doing what’s different
i can’t go back to jail
i swear that i was in hell
waking up every morning
wishing for some new mail
but now i ain’t got no bed
couple niggas in feds
a couple niggas is dead
shit, at least i ain’t dead bless

[hook: quentin beck$]

(my god)
as i look around i see nothing but reflections
always keep it real if i catch you in my presence
(my god)

[bridge: eddie yuma & wteve baker]

we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes

[verse 3: eddie yuma]

i don’t fuck with the cons, only fuck with the pros
tryna make moves only fuck with a bro
still be telling me my shit is cold
b-tch, if you ask me my shit is froze, woah
i should be here, working on shit
i couldn’t for years, hop out my life
this is my time, they ask me a lot if i’m doing it right
shit doesn’t matter, i’m doing it my way
i’m on the road you still in the driveway
shit that must suck
i do it for love and do it for bucks
never enough
shit i might die before i give up
imma get high, the told me live up
i fear that imma go crazy
more than lately, i know it’s gone pay
i know they gone hate me fuck it it’s fine
they told me that’s it’s mine
i leave that fu shit all behind
i can’t reach just for the sky
i put my palm up to that light
i will never ever lose shine
this shit just started all in our mind
now we working for it all night, yea

[hook: quentin beck$]

(my god)
as i look around i see nothing but reflections
always keep it real if i catch you in my presence
(my god)

[bridge: eddie yuma & wteve baker]

we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes
we don’t do the fakes (x2)

[hook: quentin beck$]

(my god)
as i look around i see nothing but reflections
always keep it real if i catch you in my presence (x2)

- quentin beck

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