Man in the Mirror Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm the youngest, turnt out my section All them losses was a lesson
Shit, I barely sneeze, but somehow I keep catchin' all these blessings
I ran my money to the ceilin', ain't no more stressin
I'm a humble nigga, I don't really be on that extra shit
I'm just keepin' real, I'm young and turnt, I ain't sign no deal
I be popping my shit, my feet up for real Pourin' fours, crackin' seals
T.Y blick, he dangerous, he got skills Nigga, I ain't even in my prime yet
So how you think I'ma act when I get a mil? I put my heart away, cause love don't pay bills
I'm a hustler, I don't stay still My first dime gave me chills
If it don't make money, it don't make sense Nine times out of ten, that's how I feel
Naw, for real Nigga, I took loss, after loss, I still ain't heal
My mom don't see my vision right now But it's gon' click when she in them hills
Nigga, I pop out Mike Amiri my pockets filled I ain't talkin' football, nigga, I was in that field
Just takin' risks and puttin' that money up Cause I know how it feel
When you can't call nobody to help you with your problem
That'll shit hurt you for real
Man in the mirror, that's the only opinion that matter
I was playin' the block and hittin' swipes to make my pockets fatter
I'm bein' patient, still climbin' up the ladder
When you got it, they by your side But if you lose it, they gon' scatter
I'm the youngest, turnt out my section All them losses was a lesson
Shit, I barely sneeze, but somehow I keep catchin' all these blessings
I ran my money to the ceiling, ain't no more stressin
I'm a humble nigga, I don't really be on that extra shit
I'm just keepin' it real
Gave my niggas hope, cause I'm that nigga
Couple niggas still here with me, a couple faded out that picture
I'm a skinny nigga, but my pockets bigger, If I tell these niggas
What I made this week, it'll kill they soul
Before I sell my soul, I hit that road
Touch my hand, that shit gettin' sold
I'm tryna break the bank, I ain't breaking no codes
If I ain't rap, I probably be sellin' them loads
I'm tryna freeze my left wrist and do the same shit
For all my bros, there ain't one stain on my name
I ain't worried about no losses
That come with the game
Even when they change, I stay the same
I take a loss, I charge it till the game
I got some motion from rapping bout my pain
I ain't the type nigga to crash, I stay in my lane
I stay in my lane
I'm the youngest, turnt out my section
All them losses was a lesson
Shit, I barely sneeze, but somehow I keep catchin
All these blessings
I ran my money to the ceiling, ain't no more stressin
I'm a humble nigga, I don't really be on that extra shit
I'm just keepin' it real
I'm just keepin' it real