REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR

[Bridge]

Tell me “sorry” or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear

Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air

I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal

Tell me how you feel ‘bout your

Reflection up in the mirror

[Hook]

Reflection up in the mirror, uh

Tell me how you feel bout your

Reflection up in the mirror

[Verse 1]

Tell me what the fuck you see when you staring up at the mirror

Shit is blurry and my vision impairеd when off a beer

Knowin’ damn well I shouldn’t steer behind thе wheel

He got fear when I’m catching him slipping, banana peel

In my grill, it’s a Man v.s. Wild or v.s. a bear

Take a seat little child, come listen, pull up a chair

Tell me all your little problems

I promise, I’m all ears

Grab a pad and a pen, I scribble ‘till paper tear

Too frustrated to care

I must make it, I swear

2 blunts face it, I share

Then Sunday, no prayer

‘Cause one day we gon’ perish

The hole dug and we buried

The forefront of my spirits

Got more stuff, wanna hear it?

I’m force fuckin’ my way in the

Whore, known as the game

It’s important that I say, that I don’t support no rapist

She a 4 plus 6 in face, but of course you know the basics

The door shut in my face then the lord the mirror take me

[Bridge]

Tell me “sorry”, or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear

Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air

I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal

Tell me how you feel ‘bout your

Reflection up in the mirror

[Hook]

Reflection up in the mirror, uh

Tell me how you feel bout your

Reflection up in the mirror

[Verse 2]

Look at you, look at me, what’s the difference?

Number 1, I ain’t never stressing ‘bout bitches

Number 2, I don’t mix pleasure with business

‘Cause, with making money, you gotta know what’s your limits

I got 99 problems, but hoes ain’t one of them

I got 99 calling but don’t know none of them

911, you go dial up but I ain’t callin’ them

9 plus 1 in the face or we can’t be fuckin’ then

Look at you, look at me, what’s the difference?

Number 1, you ain’t one of mine, mind your business

Number 2, you wash dishes, I’m making digits

But if your bitch in my kitchen then I ain’t trippin’ bout it

Tell me what the fuck you see when you staring up at the mirror

Guess I didn’t make it clear the first time that I was here

You boys saying that you listen, I know you ain’t really hearin’

So what you see in your reflection, is merely just smoke and mirrors

[Bridge]

Tell me “sorry” or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear

Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air

I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal

Tell me how you feel ‘bout your

Reflection up in the mirror

[Hook]

Reflection up in the mirror, uh

Tell me how you feel bout your

Reflection up in the mirror