
foggy mirrors ft. Mxmento Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
They ain't wanna speak to me
My folks they ain't believe in me
My sister hit my phone and said "aye bro you bet not quit on me"
I got you sis just let me preach
19 years of misery
Drinking way too much i wonder if i'm gon feel anything
I'm hurt but i won't mention it
This verse is like a remedy
I call up Enzo just so i won't have to face the pain in me
Tell me what you know bout flanking if yo momma hated you
Tell me what you know bout hating if yo dad is trading you
Moms and Pops was there but it felt like i was a shaping tool
And now i'm almost 20 woke as fuck but i won't aim for school
Wonder what the pain in me will cause if i just let it loose
I hate to talk about it but i wish i never loosened on the noose
Shout out Commas always making sure i'm strong and on the move
Shout out Hezzy always finding ways to get me in my groove
And shout out Enzo cause we been day ones since we was rocking school
I'm thinking back to all them days i was rapping about some tools
And now i'm rapping way too much about the way i'm feeling
And now i'm rapping way too much about the things i'm thinking
And i remember all those days i wished my ship would sink in
And now i'm wondering if i should ditch the things i'm feeling
From all the pressure that's on me
Can't go from what's expected
Honestly won't do shit this year dawg except win
It's understood that under this hood I'm protected
It ain't a flex juggin from a nest when it's yo friends shit
Really tried to turn around and say that they changed
Like they ain't resemble a snake wit a grin on they face
New mouth spitting an act but they intentions the same
From a shy kid to a quiet jit I stayed in my lane
I stated the truth bout myself and now they turning they head
Like they ever gave a fuck about a thing that I said
I wish em well but I'll leave the competition for dead
If I was like em I'd be in your mentions bitching instead
It ain't like that and I try to tell em that every day
I'm trying to escape and get away and pave a new way
That's a new road for a new mode in which imma stay
I'm on my own shit I'm on my grown shit like no shit
Right next to the kitchen and the liquors where I clock in
Right next to the mic and the computers where I lock in
Really I don't got no better option if I'm being honest
Entangled with my own mind tryna sift through topics
Of what to say I'm not rapping bitch I'm just talking
Whipping up these rhymes it's everyday that I'm chalking
A concoction of what will throw them bows in mosh pits
But never random fuck shit just to get me poppin
Honestly I'm overdramatic about the cash shit
A new check will have me doing backflips but
There's a reason why I get a rush just from taking action it's a high for me
Just like the pack is
I'm acrobating off these strategies
I'm counting all these calories
And by calories I mean them bucks in my account man
Didn't know that it was that deep
We run you up just like a track meet
Now watch me demonstrate
Watch me Alleviate
The pain of living in this life without no heaven's sake
I'm shitting on my peers so i guess thrones is what im born to take
These niggas always talking bout some money that they fornicate
They said my days are numbered wonder if i'll see the heaven gates
And this blood that's in my eyes you see im traumatized
I've seemed to visualize the place of my demise
I look up in the sky and then i wonder why
Told Mom i'm gon be a star I watched my talent rise
Told my folks that I'm on the rise and I got criticized
But they won't tune in to the song I make because it's real so set aside
The simple fact that most these niggas telling lies
So let's take the time to get back
All them notes and guns who did that
If them niggas gon run who get back
If it was the old me then it would've click clacked
Foggy mirrors clouds of trauma tell me who had did that
All these niggas wanting clout is how you get your shit snatched
The reaper to careers because ain't no nigga touching me
My versatility so deep that he just got swept under me
This breathing shit not fun to me
Myself is who is funding me
And niggas making fun of me
I spin your block your sun to me
I sit back and
I sit back and i think very often
How how would things be?
But then everyday i realize itit's me against myself
And i'm really all i got
You know?