420 stunna – lookin in the mirror lyrics
[chorus]
i’m lookin’ in the mirror, i’m like “d+mn, i’m gettin’ famous”
why the f+ck do my n+ggas keep changing?
still sellin’ bricks, so i’m still livin’ dangerous
these rappers real, then they was goin’ through the same sh+t
ask my old lady and i’ll bet she say i ain’t sh+t
name a bad b+tch that i can’t hit
keep on buggin’ me ’bout dinner, b+tch, i’m cookin’ fish
i can’t stay in one spot, i’m tryna make a flip
[verse]
i ain’t worried ’bout no hoes, i need a pot of gold
ain’t no chillin’ at the trap, it’s just a stop and go
and i ain’t doin’ no more free shows
pull up to the club, throw a bag and i’ll do my own promo
fosho’ though, i’m ridin’ in the coupe, you know i’m ‘olo
my cousin stole from me, he don’t think i know though
but it’s alright, i know he blew it on a stank ho
x yourself off, k!ll yourself, you know how that go
everything a n+gga buy from me insured like geico
come through smokin’ propane like blue rhino
i’m the sh+t, they tell you different, it’s a typo
i’m too real, so it ain’t nowhere i can’t go
young n+gga, old soul [?]
[?] but you can’t do me like diego
big money, ten grams just a today, ho
i see my lawyer mr. fox, n+gga, case closed
[chorus]
i’m lookin’ in the mirror, i’m like “d+mn, i’m gettin’ famous”
why the f+ck do my n+ggas keep changing?
still sellin’ bricks, so i’m still livin’ dangerous
these rappers real, then they was goin’ through the same sh+t
ask my old lady and i’ll bet she say i ain’t sh+t
name a bad b+tch that i can’t hit
keep on buggin’ me ’bout dinner, b+tch, i’m cookin’ fish
i can’t stay in one spot, i’m tryna make a flip
[skit]
+knocking+
guy 1: ayy, who that is knockin’ at the door?
420 stunna: ayy, man, this your boy 420, road runner stunna, n+gga, snowman stunna, n+gga, 36 [?]
guy 1: ayy, what you did to get here, bruh?
420 stunna: listen, bruh, this my third time around, i done juuged me and my n+ggas up out the hole, i been in the booth rappin’ blocks, talm’ ’bout literally stackin’ them b+tches up and stood on them b+tches, bruh
guy 1: that’s one+thousand, my n+gga. well, welcome to the top
420 stunna: ayy, bruh!
guy 2: we finally made it, bruh
420 stunna: bruh, we finally motherf+ckin’ made it
guy 2: [?], boy. boy, this for the old n+ggas
420 stunna: yeah, motherf+cker
guy 2: making’ n+ggas feel it this time, [?]
420 stunna: yeah, motherf+cker. ooh, i got that ass this time
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