Video Mirror On Da Wall Freestyle de Ace Charisma 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ace Charisma - Mirror On Da Wall Freestyle Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don't give attention to shit that don't compensate
Ain't 'bout the paper, I don't want to conversate
Mirror on da wall, who the freshest of all?
And you already know I'm the one who they nominate
If the bitch broke then I don't wanna fornicate
Don't meet my standards, ho can't even accommodate
Strapped with this fire if its something you wanna take
Get hit with a switch, better do what your mama say
Chains on my neck and my wrist like a runaway
Bad bitches, I gotta hit at least one a day
Fuck from the back, got her making a funny face
Came back for seconds, she like how I dominatе
Shittin' on these niggas like I got a stomach achе
He droppin' salt but he sweet as a funnel cake
You sit up and gossip, I get up and money make
Big shit coming in and I'm yelling out "Andele"
They like "That nigga don't even be rapping
He get on the beat and just say what he wanna say"
I'm like "The fuck is I'm 'posed to be doing?"
He talking that shit, girl he knows what he's doing
These niggas my sons, I can see the influence
Might fuck 'round and crash, I got some insurance
With a freaky lil ho, only good for the choring
I ain't come here to kick it, she knows what we doing
When we talk money these niggas be changing the topic
But chasing these bitches, I don't get the logic
I know they gon' ply when they see this big shit I be popping
I'm feeling like Christopher Wallace
Filling my lungs with exotic narcotics
My nigga n 'em dressed in all black like they gawking
My chop do karate, I'm Mr. Miyagi
Thought it was a rifle, get hit with this shotty
Standing on biz and protecting them principles
Back on my pivot, I'm back on my pinnacle
No back and forth, I just don't got the energy
Stay fresh as fuck, suited up like a minister
Spend with no limit, I feel like I'm mystical
That bitch a slut, how you loving and kissing her?
Fuck who against me, this shit 'til infinity
Money my twin, they say we look identical
House in the 'burbs, don't like too many visitors
Run in this bitch, I'ma leave him in critical
Thinking back on when my money was miniature
In a V8, used to drive a 6 cylinder
If broke nigga bitching, I know that he's missing her
Fuck the first night then I never remembered her
Figure four cold, she got hit with the finisher
Ho, I'm the catch, the fuck I look like [?]
Don't call me no gangster, don't call me no killer
I'm just a guy that won't play with a nigga
Can't let you get in the way of the skrillah
Bitch, I'm a P, not related to Miller
Got so many clothes people think that I steal 'em
I be covered in gold like I play for the Steelers
All my diamonds be froze like I'm stuck in December
I just walked in the jeweler, left out with the shivers
I just be doing my thing, yuh
Young nigga say what he means, yuh
Might put my bitch in Celine, yuh
Turnt her without a machine, yuh
I'ma just keep it a bean, nigga
Never speak on what I seen, nigga
Outcast so fresh and so clean, nigga
BG, I'm covered in bling, nigga
Clutching the Glock with a beam, nigga