House of Mirrors!
My mom wont ever love me cause im too much like my father
Im just tryna get the dollars off my art and fucka scholarship
She sayin she aint raise a rockstar she raised a scholar
But i was born to be the topic of discussion how i was brought up
It's only one of me
I'll never be everything you want of me
All these expectations
Shit it's like I need 100 me's
I'm just tryna build a buzz
For my queen like a bumblebee
I'm getting too big man somebody needa humble me
Blaze blah all that talkin tell me nigga wassup
Thinking bout me every minute man yoy want me or what
Raised the bar on these niggas cause they don't ever pull up
I shoulda died last year you unlucky as fuck
And that's word to my granny
Pushing niggas to the side
While I kill it like panties
I go bananies
Nigga better ask ya fuckin mamie
Need handicap spots
Cause these niggas can't stand me
Mannnnnn
Fuck I gotta lie for
Out too late sneaking through the side door
Struck out in my room searching for the right chords
Shit so crazy man I feel like I should cry more
I mean I do
It be tears in these lyrics
Cut em out the song so you niggas can't hear it
You focused on an appearance
I'm focused on how you hearing
I could never let myself get caught in a house of mirrors
Im just tryna get the dollars off my art and fucka scholarship
She sayin she aint raise a rockstar she raised a scholar
But i was born to be the topic of discussion how i was brought up
It's only one of me
I'll never be everything you want of me
All these expectations
Shit it's like I need 100 me's
I'm just tryna build a buzz
For my queen like a bumblebee
I'm getting too big man somebody needa humble me
Blaze blah all that talkin tell me nigga wassup
Thinking bout me every minute man yoy want me or what
Raised the bar on these niggas cause they don't ever pull up
I shoulda died last year you unlucky as fuck
And that's word to my granny
Pushing niggas to the side
While I kill it like panties
I go bananies
Nigga better ask ya fuckin mamie
Need handicap spots
Cause these niggas can't stand me
Mannnnnn
Fuck I gotta lie for
Out too late sneaking through the side door
Struck out in my room searching for the right chords
Shit so crazy man I feel like I should cry more
I mean I do
It be tears in these lyrics
Cut em out the song so you niggas can't hear it
You focused on an appearance
I'm focused on how you hearing
I could never let myself get caught in a house of mirrors
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Pickett
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