REFLEXiONS

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

[Hook]

Destined on my route like I’m JID

They think I’m stupid

They say I’m a foolish young kid

He can’t do it

Pursuing this is so ludicrous

I’mma prove it

I’m about to zoom in the whip

Better move it

Shooting for the moon ‘til I hit

I’mma do this

Sometimes, I be losing my wits

I might lose it

Pupil with the juvenile skill

Better use it

Student with the musical gifts

The acoustics

[Verse]

Could’ve spent a hundred dollars for your time

But I spent thirty-five to come see you

Still got your autograph, ballers cap signed

At least I know you’re alive, this the real you

The feelings surreal inside of my mind

Is this a dream, was I in Dreamville?

When you went off on the beat, it was wild

Killing it, vibes, the meet and greet booth (booth, booth)

You learn from the best and I give you respect

It was a treat to see JID, through the rearview

Looking back, it was a fucking great time

To see a soon-to-be G.O.A.T. in my hood

Poppin’ off, spraying, going off, Super Saiyan

I know that you got in the hearts of the crowd

The East Atlanta Playboi, not much to say

But you took off the chains off a slave

Caught up in doubt

[Part II: Interlude]

Doubt

Doubt, doubt, doubt

Slave to my pain

And I can’t find my way out

Nah, nah

Hit me up, hit me up

Hit me, alright, yeah

Hit me up, hit me up

Hit me up

[Sung Vocals]

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah