Eyes must be wide shut
Liquor got you open, closing your blinders
Just in case you need a friendly reminder
Let me take this bullet, bullet out of my head

Change your body, need a visor
Car too big, but fuck it, don't need a driver
All me want is a girl who'll be a rider
Can't believe she pull it, pull it
Nigga gun, gun down

She want me to hold her, hold her down
Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love now
Must be coo-coo, got me fucked up, fucked up, wow
You know a n- ain't goin' hold ya, hold ya down

I'm a mirage (fuck I look like?)
I'm a mirage (what the fuck I look like?)
It's all in your mind, your mind (fuck I look like?)
Open your eyes, you're blind (what the fuck I look like?)

Your mind should apologize to ya
Keep on tellin' all of those crazy lies to ya
You believe 'em, I don't wanna accept the truth
Who the fuck you kiddin', kiddin', what's the use?

Sad to see you playing the fool
You don't know half the shit that a nigga been through
I guess you got your reward, reward for it
You actin' like you don't need me, baby

But she want me to hold her, hold her down (got me fucked up baby)
Sorry boo boo, you gets no love, no love now
Must be coo-coo, got me fucked up, fucked up, wow
You know a nigga ain't goin' hold ya, hold ya down
Excuse my French but

I'm a mirage (fuck I look like?)
I'm a mirage (what the fuck I look like?)
It's all in your mind, your mind (fuck I look like?)
Open your eyes, you're blind (what the fuck I look like?)

You lookin' for love, and I'm the one you imagine
With athlete money from just rappin'
My body wrapped in some Valentino, Laurel Piano fashion
Sex with passion, romancin', laughin'
Happiness, action, restaurants, relaxin'
They got some good sushi in Aspen, that good pussy I'm smashin'
I call you Masahisa, yeah I'm your Visa
American Express, I must confess
I'm tryna go beyond love, and this is hard to translate
Love is good, but to me, good is just the enemy of great
You wanna make it to the top, but you don't got what it take
To be a model, actress, singer, stripper
Want me to help you to become a star, you was my sister
You was my soldier, damn, I used to miss ya
I used to love ya, I think to hold ya
You didn't know me, it was only just a mirage

I'm a mirage (fuck I look like?)
I'm a mirage (what the fuck I look like?)
It's all in your mind, your mind (fuck I look like?)
Open your eyes, you're blind (do it, baby, yeah) (what the fuck I look like?)

Right
What the fuck I look like?
Fucked up
What the fuck I look like?

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Chris Brown, Eric Bellinger, Harmony Samuels, Kevin McCall, Nasir Jones