Booka 600 – In The Mirror Lyrics

Booka 600 – In The Mirror ( Lyrics ) Letra Booka 600 Booka 600 – In The Mirror ( Lyrics )
Intro
(Wait, Matthew, did you make this?)
I watched history repeat itself

Chorus
I’m starin’ in the mirror, I’m alone as I figured
Nobody here to show me love, Von on the picture
Not only was I givin’ up, an uncompleted mission
They still gon’ treat me like a thug, I’m tryna change my image

Verse 1
I don’t want to live in vain, and It get hard for me to explain
Cold world, in which it rain, and they throw mud upon my name
I’m reminded, feeling strange, I collided with my gang
At the crowd I wanna aim, who I don’t get gon’ know my name
See me appearin’ strong, don’t know I go through shit at home
Living life, you facin’ demons, I praise God in all my songs
Thеm niggas ate ‘till it was bones and ?
Don’t nevеr hate me if I’m wrong, can’t keep a list, what’s goin’ on
There so much shit I won’t forget, how you in love but turnin’ tricks?
Kept it solid on his hand, but you know hoes took on his ?
Any day they gonna switch up, product of the crib
I pray Nine get that appeal, and I know bro gon’ watch my rear
Like, who really got my back? Since I don’t know, I won’t relax
They know I always got my strap, even though I tell ‘em “I ain’t got it”
Got respect, and only dap these niggas hands instead of ?
I wanna exchange my energy, I kept 600 on the map
Chorus
I’m starin’ in the mirror, I’m alone as i figured
Nobody here to show me love, Von on the picture
Not only was I givin’ up, an uncompleted mission
They still gon’ treat me like a thug, I’m tryna change my image

Verse 2
I’m just tryna base my limit off of seeing my momentum
I calculate my moves with everything it takes to win ‘em
I grew up with dirty shoes, bleach stains and old denim
Sometimes you struggle harder when you ain’t got, but still a lender
Don’t compare me to my friends, ‘cause some broke and some richer
I see the weak, Im gon’ defend I rather life be of a mixture
Every nigga ain’t a man, it hurts to face life life like a blister
Most kills don’t have a reason, a lot of shit becomes vindictive
I was six, became a Christian, they got rich off my religion
They bring heat up on the Bible and say that most be contradictin’
If you read between the lines, you see that plenty can be witness
A different story every book, so you can’t change with one’s vision

Chorus
I’m starin’ in the mirror, I’m alone as i figured
Nobody here to show me love, Von on the picture
Not only was I givin’ up, an uncompleted mission
They still gon’ treat me like a thug, I’m tryna change my image

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