Mind Games
Yeah, i'm in a new place, new ways
In a new race, new pace (New pace)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, new whip, new chain, new clip, yeah(Yah, yah)
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah (Yah, yah)
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate
I gotta get money (Money) anything I want it's for me (For me)
I ain't laughing, no
I ain't laughing cause I ain't think it's funny, no
They wanna play mind games? They been messin' with my head
Bitch I'm hard headed, yeah, I'm headed to a new life, new bitch
Now I'm getting way rich, I had to run so much
So what happen to the old Milly? I put'em in his fucking grave
I beat ass to a pulp, now he comin' back to life
He took a breath, he got hope, he got shit to say, yeah, ain't no stoppin' him
Wait, tryna put me in my grave? I'm a haunt ya fuckin' ass
From the dead to hell uh, yuh, from the dead to hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't no snitch, ain't nothin' you could do I ain't tell
I've been doing pretty well, I like playing mind games
I like playing every bitch, make her think I love her, I leave'em once I hear the bell
Yeah I'm in a new place, new ways
In a new race, new pace (New pace)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
New whip, new chain, new clip, yeah
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah (Yah, yah)
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate
(New whip, new chain, new clip, yeah
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate)
In a new race, new pace (New pace)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, new whip, new chain, new clip, yeah(Yah, yah)
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah (Yah, yah)
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate
I gotta get money (Money) anything I want it's for me (For me)
I ain't laughing, no
I ain't laughing cause I ain't think it's funny, no
They wanna play mind games? They been messin' with my head
Bitch I'm hard headed, yeah, I'm headed to a new life, new bitch
Now I'm getting way rich, I had to run so much
So what happen to the old Milly? I put'em in his fucking grave
I beat ass to a pulp, now he comin' back to life
He took a breath, he got hope, he got shit to say, yeah, ain't no stoppin' him
Wait, tryna put me in my grave? I'm a haunt ya fuckin' ass
From the dead to hell uh, yuh, from the dead to hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't no snitch, ain't nothin' you could do I ain't tell
I've been doing pretty well, I like playing mind games
I like playing every bitch, make her think I love her, I leave'em once I hear the bell
Yeah I'm in a new place, new ways
In a new race, new pace (New pace)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
New whip, new chain, new clip, yeah
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah (Yah, yah)
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate
(New whip, new chain, new clip, yeah
New trip, new ways, new face, yeah
Ain't no mind games, ain't gonna manipulate
Let the old precipitate)
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Writer(s): Milton Carrera
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