When will my reflection show Who I am inside? Who is that that girl I see Staring straight back at me? You may think you see Who I really am But you'll never know me

This is my blues 'Cause I'm back down on my own again This is the blues I'm playing Yes it's the final thing When the nights is cold and lonely Was it the money that that made me a savage? Poppin' them percs and I made it a habit Totin' them pictures and

Niggas runnin' out they mouth but they never pop pop out I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out All my niggas on fifty, so you know we hopped out Mobbed out, opps out, we gon' show what we about All my niggas really gang bang, talk that that damn slang

Xans gon' take you Xans gon' fake you (yeah) Xans don't make you (you) And Xans gon' betray you (what? Yeah) And if I die don't miss me (ayy) I wish that that bitch just kiss me (ayy) (You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat) Ooh, I pop pop a Perc' when I'm

Always knowing we're the ones you can stand beside Sometimes in life we gotta fight Looking for the truth in wrong and the black in white You can't divide, you can't divide We're the ones you can't divide, ones you can't divide Nothing that that makes you

Bro's on yo block with that that Glock, right now Try me like an Opp and indeed, get shot down She wanna, X wanna You wanna? L-l-lick my dick like a what? Nice! Lick my dick like Lil Wayne lollypop, huh! Hi, my name's Ryan! What do they call me? Wolf in sheep

I don't know if your looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that that you look good on the dance floor Dancing to electro-pop pop like a robot from 1984 Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I

Pop Pop it bitch Pop Pop pop pop pop pop One two and the bitch came All these hoes know my damn name Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that that my shit bang? Walk up on this bitch

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick Niggas salty and they hatin' 'cause Lil Purpp is young and rich And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids I just jumped up in that that Jag, we smoke Woods, not no Zigs