WDYM Pt. 2
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
Told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
I know I said some stupid shit
I never even thought of that
It's hard to get to thinking
When you're running shit like quarterbacks
Me and broski ran
Tried to get some camera footage
Bitch she kept on looking back
Put my foot up on the gas
Rob that nigga fuck "we're cool"
I don't give a fuck if we took the bus on the way to school
Diamonds dancing they can see the clarity
Still have demon thoughts when I'm alone
I cannot change
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
Told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
I know I said some stupid shit
I never even thought of that
It's hard to get to thinking
When you're running shit like quarterbacks
Me and broski ran
Tried to get some camera footage
Bitch she kept on looking back
Put my foot up on the gas
Rob that nigga fuck "we're cool"
I don't give a fuck if we took the bus on the way to school
Diamonds dancing they can see the clarity
Still have demon thoughts when I'm alone
I cannot change
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
What'd you mean?
What'd you mean?
You're playing crazy
Don't play with my self esteem
I know I'm quiet
Got some tricks up my sleeve
I told you what you wanted
Won't tell you what to believe
Credits
Writer(s): Milli Contour
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