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letra de reflected - self-provoked

[intro]
people of that deep sh-t, people want that real sh-t
they wanna know about me, the struggles that i been with
they wanna see me flawed, they wanna feel belonged
so f-ck it here it is, one of my realest songs

[verse 1]
at the age of eleven i moved to sun valley, california
met h-lla different people, the people that they would warn us – about
but i had my doubts my mind was always open
couldn’t focus up in cl-ss, practicing my tags i noticed
that the g’d up kid would get all the girls in school
so i became outspoken started staying what i felt as true
that creates lots of fightin’ ’till the age of seventeen
dislocated a shoulder slap-boxin a homie bigger than me
that was around the time our house got raided
for graffiti painting and a stabbing related
to my name and my crew, so you know they came for my -ss
guns drawn on my parents like im a drug dealer, but godd-mn
at that time i was two years in it with a girl
on and off ’till i caught her chillin’ with some dude so f-ck her
i was hurt like “f-ck a b-tch” at seventeen real p-ssed
trust issues emerged so i had to flip the script
didn’t take no one or nothing serious for a long time
plus i felt this one feeling for my very first time
anxiety, panic attacks, what’s goin’ on with me?
put my whole entire life on hold honestly

[chorus]
i’m just tryna make things right
treat ’em like a microphone, get spit on with de-light
with all the things that i know, how could i not be high?
the worlds filled with imperfections, i can feel mines, a freed mind
i’m just tryna make things right
treat ’em like a microphone, get spit on with de-light
with all the things that i know, how could i not be high?
the worlds filled with imperfections, i can feel mines, a freed mind

[verse 2]
yo
started f-ckin’ with the music more and more
’till i dropped “silly rabbit” numbers increased like woah
but i was nineteen with my mind in another world
didn’t care about the money, just enjoyed the flow
shoulda kept workin’ but i slacked off in a major way
a crazy phase when i was still down to go paint
but f-ck a timeline homie this reviewing a few years
still refuse to talk about the bulssh-t and fears
cuz keep in mind some people want to know for nothin’ but their amus-m-nt
tell them your fears and insecurities and they abuse it
i’ve lived and i’ve learned, made a grip of mistakes
treating people i love wrong in plenty ways
but hey it’s made me who i am now and i like where i’m at
cuz i ain’t the same the mothaf-cka, that’s a fact
close homies see it, family sees, well y’all can -ssume
well i’m the same mothaf-cka, just dancing to a different tune

- self provoked

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