MIND GAMES
You're playing with my mind
Your lies are all thats left
Tell, love
You might be in the wrong place
Seen it from a mile away
I can't count all your mistakes
But you're still here maybe it's fate
Mind game champ i'm a young gold medalist
Late texts turn into latex specialist (Specialist oh)
Double what you took to reply for the hell of it (Double the time)
Bitch I don't give a fuck can you tell that i'm celibate (Give no fucks go to church for the wine)
Yeah
Trying to run game then it's game on
Did you not think it through with your reads on
And it's not my fault if you led on
Girl it's all your fault, I put the blame on you
Jumping place to place, jumping to conclusion
It's not Metro on the beat, but I still got it boomin
Love some ass but I hate it when you go assuming
Human being doesn't mean your always being human
Bringing up a small point J Newman?
But you know I ain't a prodigy
Could give a fuck about apology
Amiri denim you would think this shit was Prada jeans
Damn, I got Path on the hooks and bridges
While you people turning tables and you burning bridges
Bitches always trying to reach like when I blew them kisses
Hand full of rings, trust me I don't do no misses
Yeah
Mind games
Girl you know we playing mind games
Convo like a crip, with the blue and all
Double text, no reply, we been through it all
You been running through my mind
You about to pass out
But she love it when I pay though
Swear she love it when I cash out
And I love it when we talk though
But I hate it when she lash out
And could you maybe some pants on
We ain't leaving with your ass out
Yeah
They say you never gone forget a face
That's the reason that I wont forget the 2 of yours
You been heavy on the games, if we separate now you gone act like I was never yours
Not looking at you yeah i'm looking through you
Got me really feeling like I never knew you
And if it's games that you want
Guess it is what it is
And it ain't what it isn't to you
Yeah
We playing mind games
Fucking with each other on a day to day
Now I got migraine
It's getting hard to tell if you're here to stay
Yeah
Mind games
Girl you know we playing mind games
Convo like a crip, with the blue and all
Double text, no reply, we been through it all
Your lies are all thats left
Tell, love
You might be in the wrong place
Seen it from a mile away
I can't count all your mistakes
But you're still here maybe it's fate
Mind game champ i'm a young gold medalist
Late texts turn into latex specialist (Specialist oh)
Double what you took to reply for the hell of it (Double the time)
Bitch I don't give a fuck can you tell that i'm celibate (Give no fucks go to church for the wine)
Yeah
Trying to run game then it's game on
Did you not think it through with your reads on
And it's not my fault if you led on
Girl it's all your fault, I put the blame on you
Jumping place to place, jumping to conclusion
It's not Metro on the beat, but I still got it boomin
Love some ass but I hate it when you go assuming
Human being doesn't mean your always being human
Bringing up a small point J Newman?
But you know I ain't a prodigy
Could give a fuck about apology
Amiri denim you would think this shit was Prada jeans
Damn, I got Path on the hooks and bridges
While you people turning tables and you burning bridges
Bitches always trying to reach like when I blew them kisses
Hand full of rings, trust me I don't do no misses
Yeah
Mind games
Girl you know we playing mind games
Convo like a crip, with the blue and all
Double text, no reply, we been through it all
You been running through my mind
You about to pass out
But she love it when I pay though
Swear she love it when I cash out
And I love it when we talk though
But I hate it when she lash out
And could you maybe some pants on
We ain't leaving with your ass out
Yeah
They say you never gone forget a face
That's the reason that I wont forget the 2 of yours
You been heavy on the games, if we separate now you gone act like I was never yours
Not looking at you yeah i'm looking through you
Got me really feeling like I never knew you
And if it's games that you want
Guess it is what it is
And it ain't what it isn't to you
Yeah
We playing mind games
Fucking with each other on a day to day
Now I got migraine
It's getting hard to tell if you're here to stay
Yeah
Mind games
Girl you know we playing mind games
Convo like a crip, with the blue and all
Double text, no reply, we been through it all
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Writer(s): Arya Hemati
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