Man in the Mirror
A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Lyrics


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(Got it on Smash)
(Og Parker)

Huh, she whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs, I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me, "Go to hell" 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I would drive you here
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gear

Yeah, stackin' up money like Jenga and Legos
I sing, but I came with a Glock and a Draco
Back of the crib look like mini Barbados
Losin' my friends every day, I'm okay though
It's been that way ever since I got famous
We go back like two flats on a Maybach
Money got niggas thinkin' I changed
Why are you makin' this so complicated?
I can buy you a new ass, just say that
Birkins and Tiffany bags, okay then
Still got bitches that owe me some favors
Know a young nigga got racks, baby
Diamonds gold blue, like the Mavs, okay then
They can't make my sauce, I got too much flavor
No overexaggeratin'
Don't feel embarrassed, I was flippin' your bitch in the air
Fifty on the veneers, could've bought like a hundred Monclers
I can't even sleep, the thirties be helpin' me concentrate
She throwin' it back, in the back of my mind, I'm like, "What if the condom break?"

Huh, she whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs, I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me, "Go to hell" 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I would drive you here
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gear

I looked at the man in the mirror, he was wearin' a hoodie
I look at my shirt and that's not what I'm wearin', it's scary
Got a beach full of sand
I drive in the city like Fast and The Furious
With a tank in the Urus
It's already one up in this thirty, I swear
If I see a opp, then I put that on Blood, I'm airin'
Mm, used to wear Michael Kors
Now I got porcelain floors, she told me, "It's yours" (mm-hm)
It's just me and your baby girl, she was rockin' my world (mm-hm)
VVSs and pearls, eat me up 'til she 'url (mm-hm)

Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me, "Go to hell" 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I would drive you here
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gear

Huh, she whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs, I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Feelin' like I'm the prince of Belair
Please do not knock on my door lookin' for love
'Cause it don't belong in here
You told me to go to hell
Okay, I would drive you here




Yeah
I got mad gear

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A Boogie Wit da Hoodie's song Man in the Mirror are reflective of the rapper's lavish and confident lifestyle. He boasts about his wealth and fame, expressing his independence and self-sufficiency through his fashion choices and his ability to provide for himself and his loved ones. The opening lines of the song capture his focus on style, as he considers what he should wear even if there are no cameras present. He dismisses the need for a Benz, preferring instead to drive expensive sports cars like Ferraris and Lamborghinis. He describes his life as a movie, emphasizing the over-the-top extravagance of his world.


Beyond his possessions, A Boogie also reflects on his relationships. He warns potential partners not to come to him looking for love, as he has no interest in catering to anyone else's emotional needs. He is confident in his abilities and is not bothered by those who try to criticize him or claim that he has changed. He asserts that he can even buy someone a new body (implies surgery) if necessary. The chorus of the song reinforces his focus on style and appearance, with repetition of the line "I'm thinking 'bout what I should wear" and the declaration that his wrist is like a chandelier.


Overall, A Boogie's song Man in the Mirror highlights his extravagant lifestyle and focus on appearance and wealth, while also showcasing his self-sufficiency and independence.


Line by Line Meaning

Huh, she whisperin' all in my ear
A girl is whispering in my ear and I'm trying to figure out what I should wear


I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
I'm focused on looking good no matter what, even if there are no cameras around


Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
I always look fresh and stylish


Even if it's no cameras there
I care about my appearance even if there's no one around to see it


I don't own a Benz, I swear
I don't have a Benz, but I own Lamborghinis and Ferraris


'Raris and Lambs, I swear
I have expensive cars like Lamborghinis and Ferraris


My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier
My life is like a movie and my wrist looks like a chandelier because of all the diamonds on my watch


Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
I'm making a lot of money and living in mansions


Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
I'm living a lavish lifestyle like the prince in the TV show The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air


Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
Don't try to find love with me because that's not what I'm looking for


'Cause that shit don't belong in here
Love doesn't belong in my lifestyle


You told me, 'Go to hell' 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
You were upset with me and told me to leave you alone


Bitch, I would drive you here
Even if you told me to leave, I would still be willing to pick you up and drive you wherever you need to go


Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I have a lot of clothes and can pick out my own outfits without the need for a stylist


I got mad gear
I have a lot of clothes and my style is always on point


Yeah, stackin' up money like Jenga and Legos
I'm making a lot of money and it's stacking up like a game of Jenga or Legos


I sing, but I came with a Glock and a Draco
I may be a singer, but I also have guns for protection


Back of the crib look like mini Barbados
My backyard looks like a tropical paradise


Losin' my friends every day, I'm okay though
I'm losing friends as I become more successful, but I'm okay with it


It's been that way ever since I got famous
I've been losing friends since I became famous


We go back like two flats on a Maybach
We've been friends for a long time and have a lot of history together


Money got niggas thinkin' I changed
People think I've changed since I became successful


Why are you makin' this so complicated?
Why are you making this difficult?


I can buy you a new ass, just say that
I have a lot of money and can buy you anything you want


Birkins and Tiffany bags, okay then
I can buy expensive items like Birkin bags and Tiffany jewelry


Still got bitches that owe me some favors
I still have women who owe me favors


Know a young nigga got racks, baby
I'm still young and have a lot of money


Diamonds gold blue, like the Mavs, okay then
My diamonds are a combination of gold and blue, similar to the Dallas Mavericks logo


They can't make my sauce, I got too much flavor
Nobody can copy my style or my flavor


No overexaggeratin'
I'm not exaggerating


Don't feel embarrassed, I was flippin' your bitch in the air
Don't be embarrassed, I was just having fun with your girl


Fifty on the veneers, could've bought like a hundred Monclers
I spent a lot of money on my veneers and I could have used that money to buy many expensive Moncler jackets


I can't even sleep, the thirties be helpin' me concentrate
I have trouble sleeping, but taking pills helps me focus


She throwin' it back, in the back of my mind, I'm like, 'What if the condom break?'
She is having sex with me and I'm concerned about the possibility of a condom breaking


I looked at the man in the mirror, he was wearin' a hoodie
I looked at myself in the mirror and I was wearing a hoodie


I look at my shirt and that's not what I'm wearin', it's scary
My reflection is wearing something different from what I'm actually wearing and it's unsettling


Got a beach full of sand
I have a lot of money and can afford to go to the beach


I drive in the city like Fast and The Furious
I drive fast and recklessly in the city


With a tank in the Urus
I have an armored Lamborghini Urus


It's already one up in this thirty, I swear
I already have a bullet in the chamber of my gun


If I see a opp, then I put that on Blood, I'm airin'
If I see an enemy, I will shoot them without hesitation


Mm, used to wear Michael Kors
I used to wear Michael Kors clothes


Now I got porcelain floors
I have expensive flooring in my house made of porcelain


She told me, 'It's yours' (mm-hm)
She gave me something as a gift or a token of affection


It's just me and your baby girl, she was rockin' my world (mm-hm)
I was spending time with a girl's daughter and she was having a good time


VVSs and pearls, eat me up 'til she 'url (mm-hm)
I have really expensive diamonds and pearls and the girl is enjoying being with me so much that she almost vomits




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Artist Dubose, Dylan Cleary-Krell, Joshua Isaiah Parker, Samuel Jimenez, Shaun Thomas

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LYRICS

[Pre-Chorus]
Huh? She whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

[Chorus]
Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me go to Hell 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I will drive you there
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gะตar

[Verse 1]
Yeah, stackin' up money like Jะตnga and Legos
I sing, but I came with a Glock and a Draco
Back of the crib look like mini Barbados
Losin' my friends every day, I'm okay, though
It's been that way ever since I got famous
We go back like two flats on a Maybach
Money got niggas thinkin' I changed
Why are you makin' this so complicated?
I could buy you a new ass, just say that
Birkins and Tiffany bags, okay then
Still got bitches that owe me some favors
Know a young nigga got racks, baby
Diamonds go blue, like the Mavs, okay then
They can't make my sauce, I got too much flavor
No overexaggeratin'
Don't feel embarrassed
I was flippin' your bitch in the air
Fifty on the veneers
Could've bought like a hundred Monclers
I can't even sleep
The thirties be helpin' me concentrate
She throwin' it back
In the back of my mind, I'm like, "What if the condom break?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Huh? She whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

[Chorus]
Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me go to Hell 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I will drive you there
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gear

[Verse 2]
I looked at the man in the mirror, he was wearin' a hoodie
I look at my shirt and that's not what I'm wearin', it's scary
Got a beach full of sand
I drive in the city like Fast and The Furious
With a tank in the Urus
It's already one up in this .30, I swear
If I see a opp, then I put that on Blood, I'm airin'
Mm, used to wear Michael Kors
Now I got porcelain floors
She told me "It's yours" (Mhm)
It's just me and your baby girl
She was rockin' my world (Mhm)
VVSs and pearls
Eat me up 'til she 'url (Mhm)
[Chorus]
Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Livin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Do not come over here lookin' for love anymore
'Cause that shit don't belong in here
You told me go to Hell 'cause I was drivin' you crazy
Bitch, I will drive you there
Why would I need a stylist to pick out an outfit for me?
I got mad gear

[Refrain]
Huh? She whisperin' all in my ear
I'm thinkin' 'bout what I should wear
Any appearance, I'm pullin' up fly
Even if it's no cameras there
I don't own a Benz, I swear
'Raris and Lambs I swear
My life is a movie, my wrist is a chandelier

[Outro]
Started gettin' my bands up in the mansions
Feelin' like I'm the prince of Bel-Air
Please do not knock on my door lookin' for love
'Cause it don't belong in here
Told me to go to Hell
Okay, I will drive you there (Yeah)
I got mad gear



All comments from YouTube:

@treydennison7201

Iโ€™m not even gonna lieโ€ฆ if he drops a music vid for this, it might be one of his biggest hits. He didnโ€™t miss man. Keep on moving man!

@hxnnid

Exactly

@iKickBullies

He really needs to. It's crazy he put this on the EP before the album and not the actual album. This track is one of the best I've heard all year

@hxnnid

@@iKickBullies exactly itโ€™s my favorite from him now

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True

@moplayz7346

EASILY

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