Look in the mirror, and what do I see?
I see a cool ass nigga that's as proud as can be
I see a plan A nigga that is not a plan B
Yeah, my body is a temple. Got my Vitamin C
Yeah, my nigga, that's your B, but she all on my D
But I'm off that, because where I'm from, niggas really going through that
Cops quick to shoot a nigga like we all in combat
Guess just to walk the streets, you gotta sign a contract
Guess when you black, you gotta ball, rap, or trap
Another young man the cops really just capped, no cap
These is facts, I ain't lying
I guess it's all good if the whites gentrified it
I guess it's not a crime when Trevor starts a riot
When you smart and brown, they always tell you "Keep quiet"
I bet they say the "nigga" with the R when they in private
The white girl say that booty is all hers, she had to buy it
I wonder why my homies don't set goals and act excited
It's like the more success I get, they never get delighted
But I ain't bitchin' about the shit that I just had to write it
I just thought that I would try it
Look in the mirror, and what do I see?
A slim, tall, ex-ball player smoking his tree
Livin' great for the moment, but it could be way better
I want stacks of those blue strips all about my cheddar
They would always tell me never, so I kept my mind in solitude
Never let the phoney, lame snakes ever get to you
It's kinda difficult when hate seem to multiply
I keep a good time cigarette to calm my mind
Never do I overthink. I'm clutch like the 4th quarter
Marijuana helps get my scattered mind in order
Talking 'bout your chain, but your money ain't correct
I don't flex nothing I can't buy and still f*ck up a check
Teachers hated on me, said my vision wasn't gonna be shit
Always different than the other kids. F*ck fittin' in
I'm a wolf, not a sheep. Can't ever be default
F*ck up out my face with negativity. I lift off
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Look in the mirror, and what do I see?
I see a cool ass nigga that's as proud as can be
I see a plan A nigga that is not a plan B
Yeah, my body is a temple. Got my Vitamin C
Yeah, my nigga, that's your B, but she all on my D
But I'm off that, because where I'm from, niggas really going through that
Cops quick to shoot a nigga like we all in combat
Guess just to walk the streets, you gotta sign a contract
Guess when you black, you gotta ball, rap, or trap
Another young man the cops really just capped, no cap
These is facts, I ain't lying
I guess it's all good if the whites gentrified it
I guess it's not a crime when Trevor starts a riot
When you smart and brown, they always tell you "Keep quiet"
I bet they say the "nigga" with the R when they in private
The white girl say that booty is all hers, she had to buy it
I wonder why my homies don't set goals and act excited
It's like the more success I get, they never get delighted
But I ain't bitchin' about the shit that I just had to write it
I just thought that I would try it
Look in the mirror, and what do I see?
A slim, tall, ex-ball player smoking his tree
Livin' great for the moment, but it could be way better
I want stacks of those blue strips all about my cheddar
They would always tell me never, so I kept my mind in solitude
Never let the phoney, lame snakes ever get to you
It's kinda difficult when hate seem to multiply
I keep a good time cigarette to calm my mind
Never do I overthink. I'm clutch like the 4th quarter
Marijuana helps get my scattered mind in order
Talking 'bout your chain, but your money ain't correct
I don't flex nothing I can't buy and still f*ck up a check
Teachers hated on me, said my vision wasn't gonna be shit
Always different than the other kids. F*ck fittin' in
I'm a wolf, not a sheep. Can't ever be default
F*ck up out my face with negativity. I lift off
I see a cool ass nigga that's as proud as can be
I see a plan A nigga that is not a plan B
Yeah, my body is a temple. Got my Vitamin C
Yeah, my nigga, that's your B, but she all on my D
But I'm off that, because where I'm from, niggas really going through that
Cops quick to shoot a nigga like we all in combat
Guess just to walk the streets, you gotta sign a contract
Guess when you black, you gotta ball, rap, or trap
Another young man the cops really just capped, no cap
These is facts, I ain't lying
I guess it's all good if the whites gentrified it
I guess it's not a crime when Trevor starts a riot
When you smart and brown, they always tell you "Keep quiet"
I bet they say the "nigga" with the R when they in private
The white girl say that booty is all hers, she had to buy it
I wonder why my homies don't set goals and act excited
It's like the more success I get, they never get delighted
But I ain't bitchin' about the shit that I just had to write it
I just thought that I would try it
Look in the mirror, and what do I see?
A slim, tall, ex-ball player smoking his tree
Livin' great for the moment, but it could be way better
I want stacks of those blue strips all about my cheddar
They would always tell me never, so I kept my mind in solitude
Never let the phoney, lame snakes ever get to you
It's kinda difficult when hate seem to multiply
I keep a good time cigarette to calm my mind
Never do I overthink. I'm clutch like the 4th quarter
Marijuana helps get my scattered mind in order
Talking 'bout your chain, but your money ain't correct
I don't flex nothing I can't buy and still f*ck up a check
Teachers hated on me, said my vision wasn't gonna be shit
Always different than the other kids. F*ck fittin' in
I'm a wolf, not a sheep. Can't ever be default
F*ck up out my face with negativity. I lift off
Writer: Joe Rodriguez, Kory Chester
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid