Mirror, Mirror

Got the purple up in my blunt, it match my cup
They cost 150
Mix it with some sluts with big ol butts
Them bitches tipsy
Miss me with the fuckery, it's up!
Gun tucked, I'm trippy
Keep sippin like a cup that sippy, these niggas better miss me
With all these lies and deceitful ways, say you love me but you diss me
They be all up on a playa dangalang like they wanna kiss me
But I don't mind the hype, my sight is focused on a truck thats Bentley
And I don't mind the hype, it's not my fault that we all think differently
I pull hoes that's foreign, you borin, we tourin, the v eight's soaring
Gas floorin and all these women wanna piece of me so I'm scoring
Like I'm Ray Allen, three point distance, sometimes I reminisce shit
And catch a quick glimpse of how shit played out, whippin shit like bisquick

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who likes to flex, who likes to ball
Who sips that drank until they fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who likes to creep, who likes to crawl
Who bout they shit, who standin tall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who one deep up in these streets don't trust all y'all, cause he see y'all flaws
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who bought the car, who bought the house
Who paid the cost, who rule is law

My momma always used to say you gotta struggle before success
And I been struggled and had enough so my guess is I'm up next
Applying pressure, foot on they necks, won't accept nothing less
East Texas knockin down the barricades and takin over, cut the check!
I remember when friends turned to foes and women turned to hoes
I guess that's how shit goes in this dirty world I suppose
Used to wear hand me down clothes, now it's Italian names
Milano the gang, and if you ain't down we ain't the same
Niggas swore I changed, you switched up so I deleted you from the picture
We used to be in pictures, until I seen shit clearer
Matter fact I don't need a mirror to realize I'm the throwedest
I'm fine by my lonely, niggas phony, in my mind I'm a poet

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who likes to flex, who likes to ball
Who sips that drank until they fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who likes to creep, who likes to crawl
Who bout they shit, who standin tall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who one deep up in these streets don't trust all y'all, cause he see y'all flaws
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who the throwedest of em all?
Who bought the car, who bought the house
Who paid the cost, who rule is law



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Hendrickson
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