Correction Lyrics Reflecting by Suspect

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Yeah-yeah, yeah
Fly said "give 'em the pain"
So I'm giving them pain
Give them the pain
Giving them pain
Give them the pain
Trust me
OK

I said walked in the club
And they gave us a section
Me, two niggas, and the gun that I crept with
'Cause shit could get hectic
I see they all follow me now
They say my life is interesting
Took a seat at the back
Thought about life and lessons
Right now, a man's just reflecting
Ayy, walked in the club
And they gave us a section
Me, two niggas, and the gun that I crept with
'Cause shit could get hectic
I see they all follow me now
They say my life is interesting
Took a seat at the back
Thought about life and lessons
Man's just reflecting

I had beef with my bredrin
But I knew his mum, so I left it
And then the prick got birded off
Watch how his life turnt mess quick
Uh, jail calls to Skiz
Like, I knew they weren't bredrins
It was twisting my mind on some next shit
I knew they weren't bredrins
Nearly made me and you have a fall-out
Now look how you're more than my bredrin
Huh? We just upped and left them
Now look how we flexing
Racks in West End
My nigga, look how we step in
Hold up, wait there
Can't forget how we rolled up
Drop top, [?] pieces on the next ting
'Bout sixty racks
Just to blam these f*ckboys
They know we the real deal
I swear we up next, king
I ain't carrying deadweight
Nah, I don't need yes men
I can still pull it and press it
Can still [?] the essence

Ayy, walked in the club
And they gave us a section
Me, two niggas, and the gun that I crept with
'Cause shit could get hectic
I see they all follow me now
They say my life is interesting
Took a seat at the back
Thought about life and lessons
Man's just reflecting
Uh, walked in the club
And they gave us a section
Me, two niggas, and the gun that I crept with
Know shit could get hectic
I see they all follow me now
They say my life is interesting
Took a seat at the back
Thought about life and lessons
Man's just reflecting

Swear I was like seventeen
When my nigga lost his dad
My nigga didn't even know
Homeboy was just rotting in the can
Then he beat the case, came home
Smiling on the streets, was like "damn"
Had to watch him go from glad to sad
The way life works is mad
Just 'cause of a snitch
My nigga couldn't say bye to his dad
I'm sitting here like "shit
If it was me, it would have turnt me down"
I know niggas in jail right now
Riding stiff birds and they didn't even do it
I know there's people on the hospital bed right now
Just wishing they could move, their family's praying
Wishing that they could get through it
Writing down every little single improvement
I've gotta stop and tell my son everyday
"Little nigga, we blessed
We one of the chosen few
That's why God keeps giving us tests
Put something on your future, boy
Look, life could change in a sec
You know I could lose it all
But with you, I've got an S on my chest"
Granny don't know what we're doing yet
She's assumed we live a life of stress
I'm giving 'em flows, I'm ripping down shows
They say I'm up next
Picture me blowing, family tree
You know we're rolling with [?]
Flex

Giving them pain, giving them pain
Giving them pain

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