[Bridge] Tell me “sorry”, or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal Tell me how you feel ‘bout your Reflection up in the mirror [Hook] Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Tell me how you feel bout your Reflection up in the mirror [Verse 1] Tell me what the fu*k you see when you staring up at the mirror sh*t is blurry and my vision impairеd when off a beer Knowin’ damn well I shouldn’t steer behind thе wheel He got fear when I’m catching him slipping, banana peel In my grill, it’s a Man v.s. Wild or v.s. a bear Take a seat little child, come listen, pull up a chair Tell me all your little problems I promise, I’m all ears Grab a pad and a pen, I scribble ‘till paper tear Too frustrated to care I must make it, I swear 2 blunts face it, I share Then Sunday, no prayer ‘Cause one day we gon’ perish The hole dug and we buried The forefront of my spirits Got more stuff, wanna hear it? I’m force fu*kin’ my way in the who*e, known as the game It’s important that I say, that I don’t support no rapist She a 4 plus 6 in face, but of course you know the basics The door shut in my face then the lord the mirror take me [Bridge] Tell me “sorry”, or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal Tell me how you feel ‘bout your Reflection up in the mirror [Hook] Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Tell me how you feel bout your Reflection up in the mirror [Verse 2] Look at you, look at me, what’s the difference? Number 1, I ain’t never stressing ‘bout b*tches Number 2, I don’t mix pleasure with business ‘Cause, with making money, you gotta know what’s your limits I got 99 problems, but hoes ain’t one of them I got 99 calling but don’t know none of them 911, you go dial up but I ain’t callin’ them 9 plus 1 in the face or we can’t be fu*kin’ then Look at you, look at me, what’s the difference? Number 1, you ain’t one of mine, mind your business Number 2, you wash dishes, I’m making digits But if your b*tch in my kitchen then I ain’t trippin’ bout it Tell me what the fu*k you see when you staring up at the mirror Guess I didn’t make it clear the first time that I was here You boys saying that you listen, I know you ain’t really hearin’ So what you see in your reflection, is merely just smoke and mirrors [Bridge] Tell me “sorry”, or “my bad”, confessions I wanna hear Give you something you never hear I’m a breath of refreshing air I got problems that these sessions of therapy couldn’t heal Tell me how you feel ‘bout your Reflection up in the mirror [Hook] Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Reflection up in the mirror, uh Tell me how you feel bout your Reflection up in the mirror