Mind Games

Mind games that we playing, yeah
And even when I don't agree, I'm just saying 'yeah'
This road that we headed down, it leads to nowhere
Final destination, but you driving with no fear
Nah, don't go there, you do this every time
Take a second and think about your last line
This is the last time, you steady crossing lines
Treating this like a game, stop playing with my mind

I'm flipping tires in my mind, working out what it's in my head
All these things that you have done, and all the words you've said

Them words thrown around, leave me kinda rattled
Words games going on like we playing scrabble
I'm just trying to play the QB, gotta scramble
Because all the heat in the kitchen, melt melting candles
Working on the bigger picture put it on the mantle
Run flats I'm that, but now how it's hard to handle
My mind working overtime, you about to get fired
Got my mind locked up like I'm in Rikers

And now we spinning outta control, bad tires
I'm falling asleep at the wheel, guess I'm getting tired
I been on them Red Bulls, trying to get wired
I been trying to figure you out, what's your desire
Shoot... I mean it's getting kinda tough though
You steady waving your finger, like Mutombo
I just can't get right, according to you
All these heated discussions, yo I promise it's cool
'I'm through', for real



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Crisafulli, Greg Lee Strong, Tyron Russel
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