The Middle (feat. Babyphace)
Caught in the middle
These days I been caught in the middle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
When I'm caught in the middle
Yeah, I'm caught in the middle
Said I wasn't gonna go out no more
Said I wasn't gonna blow up your phone
Why does it feel I've been here before
Heart always leads down two different roads
Which way do I go
I'm following flow
Done following hoes
They just want doe
Drowning my demons
In Liquor I pour
Can't talk on the phone
I'm clouded in smoke
Popeye in the blunt
Niggas poppin like smoke
We Gettin gone
Kiss our spokes
My shorty got ass
That shit really poke
We not tother
But she'll always know
I'm tryna be a better man
Used to wanna go to never land
But I gotta grow up
Lifes round the corner
It's time be the owner
It's time to show up
Been cuttin these corners
Smell the aroma
Time to take it straight up
Caught in the middle
These days I been caught in the middle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
When I'm caught in the middle
Yeah, I'm caught in the middle
I'm so caught in this, caught up in these lies
Don't know what it is
Don't know just how I feel
Oh my god it's brand new time
Oh my god we got way too high
I lose time when you by my side
You know well that time ain't mine
Oh nah...
I'm on the Atlantic
And I lose sight of the shore
Point me to the billis
Let this money keep float
Caught between to ears
That's why I rather be alone
Be alone...
These days I been caught in the middle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
When I'm caught in the middle
Yeah, I'm caught in the middle
Said I wasn't gonna go out no more
Said I wasn't gonna blow up your phone
Why does it feel I've been here before
Heart always leads down two different roads
Which way do I go
I'm following flow
Done following hoes
They just want doe
Drowning my demons
In Liquor I pour
Can't talk on the phone
I'm clouded in smoke
Popeye in the blunt
Niggas poppin like smoke
We Gettin gone
Kiss our spokes
My shorty got ass
That shit really poke
We not tother
But she'll always know
I'm tryna be a better man
Used to wanna go to never land
But I gotta grow up
Lifes round the corner
It's time be the owner
It's time to show up
Been cuttin these corners
Smell the aroma
Time to take it straight up
Caught in the middle
These days I been caught in the middle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
Seems like life get raw, it's a riddle
When I'm caught in the middle
Yeah, I'm caught in the middle
I'm so caught in this, caught up in these lies
Don't know what it is
Don't know just how I feel
Oh my god it's brand new time
Oh my god we got way too high
I lose time when you by my side
You know well that time ain't mine
Oh nah...
I'm on the Atlantic
And I lose sight of the shore
Point me to the billis
Let this money keep float
Caught between to ears
That's why I rather be alone
Be alone...
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Borden
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