Jus Daze - Reflection lyrics

rate me

[Intro:]

I hear you don’t know who you are

And yet I can’t help staring!

Looking at my childhood pictures

Thinking to myself, “where you’ve been, lone nigga?”

Now you’re much bigger when you lost innocence

Thoughts of myself, looking in a mirror, innocence!

I grew up, always thinking, what if I blew up?

Every week a new cut, every night a new slut,

Well, that life is a lonely road

But ironically, that’s the only one I know!

Yo, I remember family dinner on Sunday

Full stomach, early to bed to wake up Monday.

Now I’m doing shows, taking pictures on the runway

Sounds like you’re living the life!

Yeah, some say!

But I rather munch mom’s spaghetti

And getting yelled to come in, “Darius dinner’s ready!”

Instead of walking a road where my soul is unsteady

And the justice got a load on its shoulders...

Yeah, and just ... like a rapper

Also Darius is closing another chapter

Of my life... and stone with a hammer

I’m build to those natural, no need to act up!

See, I know that most of the time showed that

Always in front of cameras, my life is in Kodak

Years of my life wasted, I want those back!

Still staring at these childhood pictures throw back.

I go black, I forgot where I was

Wrist locked to the... like I’m riding in cuffs

Life’s jail, playing game is...

I’m confined to my bars, cause I’m liking the buzz

Eyes hurt, cause these tears are like crying with blood.

Memories clear... when shining on..

Do I think better or clever? None of the above!

I’m just trying to remember who the fuck I was!

I lost my old bitch, say good bye to numerous friends

Lost money doing shows, also made a couple ends

Also made a couple friends, for how long? Who knows?!

If you’re in the same boat with me, then cool those

Well wishes, I do those, instead of wish back

Especially since it seems to make more enemies mad

See, I’m glad most of the time for all of my shine

And I get to perform on my prime and get home in the grind

That’s fine!

But I get to see what it’s like close

And I put my soul on a thin line and walk a tight rope

See, I ain’t a .. which kinda holds me back,

But I ain’t a quitter either, so what’s less bad?

To remember my childhood and the innocence I had

And rip myself to pieces while summoning it back,

Or stab someone in the back to move up fast,

I’m cut from a different cloth, that’s who I am!