Mirror On The Door Lyrics

A verse a day until my hearse is gray

Fuck sleeping, do that tomorrow, my girl say she need it raw

I had plans but put em off, she a freak when she get involved

Put me to sleep then she wake me up and repeat

Now I'm taking her to the Jeep, like baby where did you park?

There's traffic up in these streets, I'm tryna save you from that walk

Like baby where did you park?

Baby where did you park?

I got voices in my headspace that live inside my room

Got choices making headway that I gotta exhume

No Pesos spent, they pay no rent

They ate yo cake, they ain't yo friend

They place yo bets, then take yo ends

They'll take yo pics, then take yo lens

I'll take yo bitch, then take yo kids

It's all made up, it don't make no sense

You love PlayStation games, or love controlling me?

And why I had to have weed for you to roll with me?

Talking to myself through this mirror on the door

And if this sposed to be the bridge yo, then when you gonna get over it?

You love PlayStation games, or love controlling me?

And why I had to have weed for you to roll with me?

Talking to myself through this mirror on the door

And if this sposed to be the bridge yo, then when you gonna get over it?

So gimme flowers but only if they mean something

Don't matter they smell or they welt, I'm just tryna see something

Been under the sink with the pipes, leaks and cleaning sponges

Yea you got drip but my faucet is Farrah

Plus I got roses in my bedroom I been needing to tear up

Got roaches in my guest room that I was unaware of

Got rats that's in a crack and looking back when I was scared of

Them snakes that's in my grass ain't half as bad until they paired up

But, we all predators 'til we prayered up

The honey badger'll kill the same thing that'll stand ya hare up

So keep ya eyes on the prize but beware of opponents

Til this is the end with a pole in ya chest like Michael Cera

Did you know my mic'll get a work out

It's function is complex and multifaceted, that's seratonin

So more work, less complaining that shit ain't fair bruh

You ain't gon go nowhere cuh, with the feet of that chair up

You love PlayStation games, or love controlling me?

And why I had to have weed for you to roll with me?

Talking to myself through this mirror on the door

And if this sposed to be the bridge yo, then when you gonna get over it?

You love PlayStation games, or love controlling me?

And why I had to have weed for you to roll with me?

Talking to myself through this mirror on the door

And if this sposed to be the bridge yo, then when you gonna get over it?