Pullin Strings
Lately I Don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
Lately I Don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
I put a thumb in her butt and she sings like Adele
We went straight from field trips to takin trips to jail
Never hit the water but can't say I don't kno the smell
I can feel it in my soul Nigga I kno u twelve
You the type smoke all that shit when that shit don't sell
I remember goin broke and had to grow that shit myself
Losing phones Losing plugs Man losing clientele
Dirty as shit on the strip feel like I'm Moving through hell
When niggas wasn't wit the shits I did that shit alone
Shit I never broke the code but broke a thousand phones
I remember riding around the noila with my nigga Rome
Park Nigga but u probably catch me around the zone
Lately I Don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck with me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
Lately I don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
Lately I Don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
I put a thumb in her butt and she sings like Adele
We went straight from field trips to takin trips to jail
Never hit the water but can't say I don't kno the smell
I can feel it in my soul Nigga I kno u twelve
You the type smoke all that shit when that shit don't sell
I remember goin broke and had to grow that shit myself
Losing phones Losing plugs Man losing clientele
Dirty as shit on the strip feel like I'm Moving through hell
When niggas wasn't wit the shits I did that shit alone
Shit I never broke the code but broke a thousand phones
I remember riding around the noila with my nigga Rome
Park Nigga but u probably catch me around the zone
Lately I Don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck with me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
Lately I don't Know what's gotten into me
Some of the things that I've done did fuck wit me mentally
Pulling strings got my side workin like a symphony
I could see it in your eyes you wanna get rid of me
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Writer(s): Michael Alexander
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