[Hook: French Montana] Better know who you is When you lookin' in the mirror Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low(?) from the hater Cameras in action, tell all my n***as what's happenin' Ridin' with my n***as Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low(?), hold me from the haters Cameras in action, tell my n***as what's happenin' Rolling smoke, getting high, high, high Just another day getting by, by, by [Verse 1: Pusha T] For every brick broke down it's one stepped on For every known rat, it's one slept on For every loyal n***a fronted, one kept owin' For every b**h I showed the way, it's one that kept hoin' So let's blow through this money as we pour bottles Let me drop another cla**ic and a tour follows Let's get pissy drunk and let the who*es swallow My n***as embrace guns and ignore Bibles Not to glorify it, you can't ignore the lines The new jury can be you, ghetto law-abiding Better know who that is looking in the mirror The truth lies, and your soul can't see it clearer [Hook] [Verse 2: Pusha T] I just can't leave it alone, I just can't leave it alone They're handing out football numbers after tappin' your phone Or you watchin' for the drop as they clappin' they chrome Took a brick and I turned it to stone 5 into 10, the Return of the Clones Then I took my experience and turned it to poems As we took single engines and turned 'em to Boeings Panamera blood red symbolize bloodshed Loss lot of n***as, some in Club Fed Few still reminiscin' in they CL Selling Pete Rock, cruisin' in they V-12 [Hook]