Reflections Curren$y & Trauma Tone

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Trauma Tone)
Chevys on switches
Bitch, we smoking weed in it
Don't post me in you—
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Should my music reflect on these fucked-up times
Or do you fools just wanna smoke and ride?
Mami, you want me to empower you and boss you up
Or just occasionally fuck on you and just buy you stuff?
I'ma roll another one 'cause I ain't high enough
I'ma go home and switch up cars 'cause I ain't drive enough
Survivor's remorse for some homies, I feel I ain't cry enough
Truth is, there ain't no true homie, they all lying to us

[Verse 1]
You trying to hear my views on the war?
You just trying to hear me talk about my car?
Crumbling herb from the medicine jar (Yeah)
Playing the stock market from afar
Digital fund deposit schemes, who's got the money? Properties bulletproof
I snuck Holy Ghost in the church at the Metaverse, I believe in somethin
More than stunting, but this life is all we wanted
Shaping the minds of youngsters just as we once learned from it