Playin My Mind
Cant you see that I'm a real one I ain't trynna waste no time
You let these hoes get in your head boy get up on yo grind
We can grow together joke forever love is not a crime
But you keep playing my mind keep keep keep playing my mind
Swallow your pride Bonnie and Clyde like tink cause thug love a have you drugged
You never know who you loving though but his heart a have a bitch plugged
Yall don't understand that I love this man but he keeps playing with my mind
Like this love shit running outta time another bitch just what you gotta find
We ain't playing these games over and over back to back we all off track
I thought you was my nigga but you cheated right off back
I'll sit there and just cry wishing every night you die
But Ian that type of bitch don't really care bout shit
My heart already cold it's yo job to fix
Stop it ain't the fact that you ain't on top or how you make me feel
When shit gets too real but these hoes fucking up the rock
Cant you see it's you and me be a man
Please return home at night come and hold me
I don't wanna fight I just want your time let me make you mine boy lets get it right
Cant you see that I'm a real one I ain't trynna waste no time
You let these hoes get in your head boy get up on yo grind
We can grow together joke forever love is not a crime
But you keep playing my mind keep keep keep playing my mind
You let these hoes get in your head boy get up on yo grind
We can grow together joke forever love is not a crime
But you keep playing my mind keep keep keep playing my mind
Swallow your pride Bonnie and Clyde like tink cause thug love a have you drugged
You never know who you loving though but his heart a have a bitch plugged
Yall don't understand that I love this man but he keeps playing with my mind
Like this love shit running outta time another bitch just what you gotta find
We ain't playing these games over and over back to back we all off track
I thought you was my nigga but you cheated right off back
I'll sit there and just cry wishing every night you die
But Ian that type of bitch don't really care bout shit
My heart already cold it's yo job to fix
Stop it ain't the fact that you ain't on top or how you make me feel
When shit gets too real but these hoes fucking up the rock
Cant you see it's you and me be a man
Please return home at night come and hold me
I don't wanna fight I just want your time let me make you mine boy lets get it right
Cant you see that I'm a real one I ain't trynna waste no time
You let these hoes get in your head boy get up on yo grind
We can grow together joke forever love is not a crime
But you keep playing my mind keep keep keep playing my mind
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Writer(s): Valyncia Ballentine
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