Westside Boogie - Tired/Reflections

high Yo, yo [Verse 1] They like "Nigga, we tired of hearin' you pour Out your heart about how you in the struggle and how you at war With yourself and how you not confident and you insecure Niggas tired of that shit, don't wanna hear that story no more, I'm tired Nigga, ain't you tired of telling it? Ain't you tired of not being relevant? Ain't you tired of talking 'bout your ex and your relative, and diggin' up skeletons? Ain't you fucking tired?" Nigga, shut up You're right, I am fucking tired of... I'm tired... I'm tired of working at myself, I wanna be perfect already I'm tired of the dating process, I wanna know what's certain already I'm tired of questioning if God real, I wanna get murdered already *Gunshot* [Interlude] The police are arriving on the scene No one knows what's happened yet Uh, we're waiting for... We're on Rosecrans and Stanford I see a gentleman here Sir, can we inter... Sir, can we interview you, sir? [Part II: "Reflections"] [Chorus] Come and save me, I feel threatened Think I ran into a dead end, uh Ain't no point in using weapons, no I'm at war with my reflection, uh [Verse 2] I want fame, well, I can't take L's I can't stay still, but I can't pay bills It hard to feel shit when you livin' off pain pills Hard to put on war boots when you walkin' on eggshells Don't let no nigga tell you that you slept on You better take the blame that you progressed wrong and then got stepped on, uh The text's long but I ain't replying for weeks, uh I got my peace for a positivity breach This my second stage, this my metaphase, whoa This the leverage change, ain't no retrograde, uh Ain't seen Heaven's gates but I got hella plates, whoa See this a deadly game, and I need better aim [Chorus] Come and help me, I feel threatened Think I ran into a dead end Ain't no point in using weapons, no no 'Cause I'm at war with my reflection, no no Come and save me, I feel threatened Think I ran into a dead end Ain't no point in using weapons 'Cause I'm at war with my reflection, yo yo [Verse 3] Uh, 5 AM, I got no rest on you niggas My morning flow'll be the death of you niggas At this point, my reflection could get it My homies, the jury, the honor, my label My shawty, my baby, my mama This for the fences I'm hoppin' So don't be shocked when all your plans are negated Shout out Jhene, she rub my back and then she say I'm the greatest Say perspective's 'bout the angle that you lookin' from Investing in protection at your chest before the bullets come How I'm 'posed to look to stunt when I don't feel my growth nearin'? What's harder, missing cosigns or being co-parents? Treat your heart just like a treasure, let no ho near it Address the fact you the suppression of your own spirit, oh shit, uh My clothes tearing and I'm scarred up Ain't sparred much, it's better living with your guard up, fuck How many girls did I just call up? I'm mixin' liquor in my Starbucks, fuck I'm the one in front the gun and the one behind the trigger I been hidin' from my truths, they will never find a nigga If they ever find a nigga, I identify the killer I'ma be the only witness, it's that pussy in the mirror [Chorus] Come and help me, I feel threatened Think I ran into a dead end Ain't no point in using weapons, no I'm at war with my reflection, uh [Outro] Niggas ain't shit, these niggas ain't shit, hahaha, niggas ain't shit That's supposed to be about me or something? What you mean? That's my shit, that's my song, you know? Niggas ain't shit Pass me the aux cord I'm not passing you no damn aux cord This my car, this my car