| Aye, feeling like that nigga, these days my skin is much clearer
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| My woman’s skin is much clearer, of course I’m drinking my water
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| Don’t spend too much time in mirrors
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| Reflections will get you caught up
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| Connections will get you brought up in conversation
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| You basing everything you know about me from moments, I’m more a compilation
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| Of composition, it’s complicated, I’ve contemplated so many perspectives
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| Accommodated my vices, exonerated emotions and I’m coping, Macaulay Culkin
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| I’m trapping my demons over Bohemian Rhapsody
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| They draw lines at our Widow’s Peak, we don’t peak at capacity
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| Casually giving no fucks about your two cents, we gon' clip the loose ends
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| We gon' clip the split ends, we gon' split ends, we gon' burn the nooses
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| They tried to exclude us, they lied to include us
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| My tribe is of Judah, your kind is of Judas
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| I ordered the Caesar, no Brutus among us, uprootin' the fungus
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| These niggas is leeches, they learning down from us
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| Don’t you get to counting up another nigga dough
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| Don’t call me a hater just because I wasn’t fucking with the flow
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| If it’s Reggie, then I got to let you know
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| Keep it that real, niggas already know
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| Don’t you get to counting up another nigga dough
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| Don’t call me a hater just because I wasn’t fucking with the flow
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| If it’s Reggie, then I got to let you know (I got to let you know)
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| Keep that real, niggas already do
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| What you want to do about me telling the truth? |
| I get it, you’re sensitive
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| And I don’t say that with malice, my intentions are pensive and poignant
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| Opinions annoying, as they are of often informant
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| I’m critically thinking I’m fixing my form
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| And my shooting percentage is rising
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| I worked on my vertical simply by switching horizons
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| Colliding my will with the wave, and niggas call me Poseidon
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| And just call me the plug, I’m providing the drugs
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| In small doses, we grind, and we roll, and we smoke
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| And we cook, and we eat, and refocus
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| Repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and repeat until it’s polished
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| Acknowledge my genius, no college degree on me
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| Got a few G’s with me, got an O-Z on me
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| It’s some OG homie, don’t you count that paper on me homie
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| Don’t you get to counting up another nigga dough
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| Don’t call me a hater just because I wasn’t fucking with the flow
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| If it’s Reggie, then I got to let you know
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| Keep it that real, niggas already know
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| Don’t you get to counting up another nigga dough
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| Don’t call me a hater just because I wasn’t fucking with the flow
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| If it’s Reggie, then I got to let you know (I got to let you know)
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| Keep that real, niggas already |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reginald, artist - Ben HixonAlbum song Pieces of a Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп