[Hook]

And I can't explain what made me feel this way (x4)

Oh no no..

[Verse]

You are now in tuned with yours truly, the boy Nubee

Makaveli resurrect, back to settle the score through me

Soundtrack to living, a nigga could score movies

Moving militant 'cause every verse resemble war to me

The pessimist chasing excellence to no avail

Racing temptation, maybe we could make this two door prevail

Silly niggas rocking designer like that's what defines them

Nice watch, maybe you could rock that Hublot in hell

You know Adele, that's 25 to life or die at 21

And I'm 20 so my life is blackjack with two face cards

Eyeing the dealer with vigor like "Gimme one"

Hit me, son, I'm feeling lucky as anyone

Reflect on the present, sure I ain't done progressing

My potential is Harry Styles, up is my one direction

My potential on infinity, exercising my energy

Recognize the penalty and sever ties with my enemies

I saw it vividly, jogging my brain memory

Word to Dot, and I got it, my symptoms was lacking sympathy

Hard to forgive if you don't forget it

And I remember every letter that was on the message

Its like a coma, trying to cope when it ain't copacetic

But you can't alter reality once you know it's set in

Secret society, all we ask is trust

I wanted love, silly woman, but all she had is lust

So it's holes in my heart from where I used to expect in the past

Now they not present when the future reflect

I said it's holes in my heart from where I used to expect in the past

Now they not present when the future reflect man...

Reflecting..

[Hook]