You know I hate mirrors They tell me everything I hate about myself and Sometimes I might blame you but I know I could do this bad without your help I Got my mind on a G-Wagon And my heart in the wrong places baby I'm always craving old love Lookin' for it in some new faces maybe Mm-mm-mmmm So much pressure I'm stressin' but fuck it we move Play these games every time knowin' that I'ma lose