Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Upon Reflection, artist - Wretch 32. Album song Upon Reflection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Polydor Records release
Song language: English
Upon Reflection |
Reflecting, I reflect, I probably haven’t been the best |
I’ve been away, I’ve been depressed |
Been tryna raise you with a cheque |
Now I can blame it on success and claim that I just need money |
Making up for lost time you can’t get back on no rolly |
In the mornings we connect in ways we haven’t done |
I pray them school runs would turn into a marathon |
It’s funny how I always work from home but don’t get home from work |
It’s funny how I pray you grow and work but don’t get home from church |
Now I’m reflecting through my sentences, that’s just a lonely verse |
I made a promise in my foreign whip so that I won’t reverse |
Now I’m speeding down memory lane |
Running out of petrol almost every day |
Reflecting how I treated every woman that I sexed |
And now my daughter’s nearly ten like I found my common sense |
I guess it’s easy to regret, like it’s easy to finesse |
But now I finally got the message I can CC all my friends |
We got kids the same age |
We used to roll the whole day, we got older then we went our own ways |
We ain’t spoken in a minute, you been on my mind for hours |
When it’s all said and done it’ll be written in loads of flowers on the coffin |
You been my nigga from we cotting |
First tooth, first coup, first college, first zoot |
First move, first bondage, first bar, 32 |
First honest reflecting how I’m treating all these members of my family |
You my friend or you my family? |
It depends on whether you turn up at the Grammys and you didn’t have a shoulder |
or a brandy |
When my show was half full in the Academy, embarrassed to come out |
When there was hoes up in my couch |
At home playing cat and mouse |
There was rodents in my house |
You said I never had drive, but now you’re wanting chauffeuring around |
Too much reflecting |
Too much reflecting |
Too much reflecting |
Making mirror crack, seven years bad luck now, yeah |
Hate your reflection, you’re still looking back |
Wishing for what you had |
Didn’t know what you had |
Don’t break the mirror |
I reflect on my career, I think about the wonder years |
See, once I went to number one all other numbers underwhelm me |
Top ten just let me feeling like a failure |
Top twenty, now you feel like euthanasia |
You’re heavy breathing in the labour when they’re waiting to excel |
You think you’ve had your heyday and they feel they’re Tony Bell |
All the diamonds in your ring that had you dancing like a girl |
Grew into nothing, something that you’re loving dissembled you |
Pray for the change to come |
Came and it’s changing you |
No way was a chain enough |
'Cause the paper keeps changing up |
Pray for the change to come |
Came and it’s changing you |
No way was a chain enough |
'Cause the paper keeps changing up |
I think about Chip from time to time |
The truth is we both made a difference in our lives |
And it’s petty that we couldn’t put those differences aside |
We left it under troubled water and the bridge is still on fire |
All those times you reached out to have a talk on it |
I wasn’t really ready for no walk on it |
Same brother, different mother, same orphanage |
But when you’re from a broken home you shouldn’t auction it |
Closed doors turn into revolving doors |
The internet just made the world smaller |
They don’t even own a business but involved in yours |
Staring at a meme with an open jaw |
Reflecting on my teens there was photo shops and nobody was Photoshopped |
Still everything was crystal clear without scrolling through a thousand |
pictures til they disappear |
Focus — now you’re out the room but your kid’s in there |
I guess the real Black Mirror’s here |
Too much reflecting |
Too much reflecting |
Too much reflecting |
Making mirror crack, seven years bad luck now, yeah |
Hate your reflection, you’re still looking back |
Wishing for what you had |
Didn’t know what you had |
Don’t break the mirror |
Don’t break the mirror |
Too much reflecting |
Making mirror crack, seven years bad luck now, yeah |
Hate your reflection, you’re still looking back |
Wishing for what you had |
Didn’t know what you had |
Don’t break the mirror |