Lyrics Reflections, Pt. 1 - Thutmose

Reflections, Pt. 1

Yeah, right now sounds, sounds cool
(Somebody to hold me)
Check, check
(Somebody who knows me)
Yeah, uh
(Somebody to show me the way out)
Yeah, yeah
Life ain’t been the same since I graduated
When I see my friends, they congratulate me (I see you)
I saw you in Vogue, you on a roll
They’ll never know the feeling being lonely on the road
Every time I see my lil' bro, he growing up
Saw him take his first steps, crazy now he taking off
He’s off to high school, you know what means
It’s a high chance that’s he’s prolly getting high soon
Friends and family I ain’t seen in months
And every time we link, I’m breaking ice with a blunt (Woah)
So many took me for a joke in the past
But it’s funny now 'cause I got the last laugh
Somebody to hold me
Somebody who knows me
Somebody to show me the way out
Somebody to hold me
Somebody who knows me
Somebody to show me the way out
Check, check, yeah
Hit the road, yeah, uh
Hit the road with Billie Eilish for our first tour
Somewhere in New York, heard they screamin' for an encore (Yeah)
Drunk with Alex, yeah, she see the best in me
She a Trini girl, attitude from the West Indies
Thank you Ashley, I see you in the background (Yeah)
Brooklyn love so you know we never back down
Have you ever done acid in Coachella?
Felt free, felt scared, but the high was so stellar
The whole gang came to see me out in Rolling Loud
Lil sis on stage, screamin', «Bro, you make me proud» (Yeah)
No telling where this path is gonna take me
I just know that the crown is all mine for taking, yeah
Somebody to hold me
Somebody who knows me
Somebody to show me the way out
Somebody to hold me
Somebody who knows me
Somebody to show me the way out
Word, uh, yeah
I plants the seeds to my future, then I watch 'em grow
Catch me out with Scott Storch somewhere up in Sherman Oaks
He playin' keys while I’m spittin' bars with ease
Crazy when life starts resembling your dreams
And I got bigger ones
These same thoughts I think on a daily will go to make me millions
Living life a rockstar
Every time the gang go out, order champagne and lobsters
Real ones here, I see no imposters
Smokin' on Gelato, got me feelin' like a Rasta
36 bars, this is just the recap
And it’s more to come, even Ripley’s won’t believe that