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Reflection
4.202
Auf Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Reflection wurde am 26. Oktober 2018 von Mello Music Group als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtMona Lisa
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Veröffentlichungsdatum26. Oktober 2018
LabelMello Music Group
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM80

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joell Ortiz
Joell Ortiz
Rap
Erik Stephens
Erik Stephens
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Stephens
Erik Stephens
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Apollo Brown
Apollo Brown
Producer
Matt Oleksiak
Matt Oleksiak
Mixing Engineer
Tate McBroom
Tate McBroom
Recording Engineer
Joe Morgeson
Joe Morgeson
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Life takes some interesting turns, don't it?
It's all good, just can't get off the boat
[Verse 2]
I ain't gon' lie, a lot of this is hard to take
I'm watchin' 'em praise the okay, and overlook the great
I'm not sayin' that they ain't straight (Nah)
I'm just saying that, never mind
No matter what, they gon' turn this shit into hate
So fuck it, let it alone, headphones dead in a zone
Like Rick and Mashonne, I'm feelin' better on my own
Took a sec' for me to accept that, next time I'm on the road
Won't be no Crook, won't be no Royce, won't be no Joe (Damn)
I'm just lookin' at the Hudson River right now, sittin' on the rocks
Feelin' like my reflection's life reflection, is it not?
Some people board the ferry, other people dock a yacht
But the waves keep crashin' while the ducks just sit and watch
Sometimes I daydream about me sittin' at the top
I see the clubs goin' crazy every time my record drop
I see plaques on the wall, and glass cases for awards that I done got
Performin' for like a million a pop
But truth is, it's like one in a million a pop
And the only artist that really get the millions is Pop' (Facts)
Bein' simple is a yes, and bein' skilled is a not (What else?)
Havin' substance is lame, usin' substance is hot
So here I am, (Yo) still the hottest **** in my barber shop
To get a number one, but not that number one spot
I'm in a weird place, my fans don't expect me on the charts
Guess when you gifted, sometimes you rap yourself into a box
[Verse 3]
But still I jot
The way I put words together a lil' complex or whatever, but
Still I jot
I'm just speakin' from my heart, my bad if it come off smart
I'm just tryna jot
Down a couple lines, and see if y'all like a couple of my rhymes
As I, as I jot (As I jot)
[Verse 4]
Four chicken wings fried hard with pork fried rice (Uh-huh)
Egg roll, two duck sauces will suffice
Filled my stomach up until it's time to get nice
Five-cent cups, juice to chase it, a bag of ice
And whatever we decided we gon' sip on that night (Let's go)
Pocket full of work, so feens can come and get right
Two green, one red dice, you call the point through the weed smoke
Hammer underneath coat, that A-B will lead to C you later
When that D-E choke, just leave broke
Keep minutes on your cell, a sneaker box to dig in for your bail
And a team full of hitters who wouldn't tell
Wanna get it off quicker, then don't be stingy on that scale
Stuff them sandwich bags, overpack the 1212s
Be on your fourth re' before they first flip sells
That's the pre-music Joell, the Joell
These check-writin' executives don't really know well
I should win a Nobel, from carrying pieces to guard my prize possessions
To Peace God, yeah, that was Marshall in my session
Now that I think about it, bring another bottle to my section
Let's celebrate that my apartment ain't from section 8 no more
Ain't no more hungry nights, mama, we don't wait no more
The first don't hold weight no more, I tell the waiter, "Wait, no more"
I gotta watch my figure, can't put on weight no more (Why?)
'Cause if I truly want a shot at the top, I gotta drop
[Verse 5]
That's what they said, I guess I'll jog before I jot
The way I put words together a lil' complex or whatever, but
Still I jot
I'm just speakin' from my heart, my bad if I come off smart
I'm just tryna jot
Down a couple lines, and see if y'all like a couple of my rhymes
As I, as I jot (As I jot)
[Verse 6]
And there you have it
That all
Written by: Erik Stephens
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