Mind Games
M-m-mind games, uh, uh, uh, uh
Don't, don't play (Ooh, ooh!)
Mind games, it's the mind games
You'll never fucking win, at her game
When her aim
Is for everyone to feel pain
From her mind games, causing eye strain
Find myself dazed and confused
Mind games every day with these two
What I got to lose?
Except my mind
It split onto
A group of dudes
All wanna kill themselves with pills on shelves
Mix em' up and feel myself
Dwellin' if they're tellin' twelve
That, Cal is back from hell
I spent a thousand years just tryna rap, oh well
My accountant thrown down a well
Cause my shit wouldn't sell
Sick, twisted dipshits that couldn't tell
What he's feeling, cause they ain't personnel
Sippin' on the blood of Jesus worshipers
Cause that demon's curse felt personal
I'm a fucking vermin hitting verticals
My ollie flip is kinda like a molly trip
It makes me wanna hurl
Oh that feels so much better
Oh fuck that's a fast comedown (Welcome back to reality!)
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
I don't wanna glow, I don't wanna grow
Eyes roll, nose blown with blood clots down my throat
Drownin' in a pool of thoughts, comatose
Overthinkin' bout the hoes while home alone
Countin' chromosomes, I'ma overdose on thots alone
My exes laughing cause they know
While blowin' on the dome
They don't know
I'ma blow a hole in my dome
Bitches see me, thinking
"He's so pretty! What's his problem bro?"
In a shitty state of mind because some itty-bitty-titty bitch
Twisted my dick and left my mind behind and dipped
And I'm still overthinkin' bout that shit
Fuck that bitch, abortion left her with a kid
Cause her "man" is a baby that she fucking cheated with
Now you know
People wanna be what they wanna see
Marijuana speaks to me
I bought a gram and it turned to three
Grabbed the wheel, eyes closed as I slammed into tree
There should've been a casualty
Instead, they treated it so casually
Actually, it's legal so they're mad at me
For slandering the green, I'm talkin' bout the salary
I hate that money moves moralities, but it's just reality
I'ma stick to my own personality
See my dick pics inside your daughter's gallery
Her father is a masterpiece
Of a shattered dream, as he yelled and screamed
At nothing, I started to the shoving
And his gun got out, so my guns ripped out, who's bluffing?
Shot the fucker with my words, put my girl first
She left me cause it hurts, can't tell when truth occurs
A kid from hell that spews a curse
Of hurtin' bitches how he flirts
Don't, don't play (Ooh, ooh!)
Mind games, it's the mind games
You'll never fucking win, at her game
When her aim
Is for everyone to feel pain
From her mind games, causing eye strain
Find myself dazed and confused
Mind games every day with these two
What I got to lose?
Except my mind
It split onto
A group of dudes
All wanna kill themselves with pills on shelves
Mix em' up and feel myself
Dwellin' if they're tellin' twelve
That, Cal is back from hell
I spent a thousand years just tryna rap, oh well
My accountant thrown down a well
Cause my shit wouldn't sell
Sick, twisted dipshits that couldn't tell
What he's feeling, cause they ain't personnel
Sippin' on the blood of Jesus worshipers
Cause that demon's curse felt personal
I'm a fucking vermin hitting verticals
My ollie flip is kinda like a molly trip
It makes me wanna hurl
Oh that feels so much better
Oh fuck that's a fast comedown (Welcome back to reality!)
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
I don't wanna glow, I don't wanna grow
Eyes roll, nose blown with blood clots down my throat
Drownin' in a pool of thoughts, comatose
Overthinkin' bout the hoes while home alone
Countin' chromosomes, I'ma overdose on thots alone
My exes laughing cause they know
While blowin' on the dome
They don't know
I'ma blow a hole in my dome
Bitches see me, thinking
"He's so pretty! What's his problem bro?"
In a shitty state of mind because some itty-bitty-titty bitch
Twisted my dick and left my mind behind and dipped
And I'm still overthinkin' bout that shit
Fuck that bitch, abortion left her with a kid
Cause her "man" is a baby that she fucking cheated with
Now you know
People wanna be what they wanna see
Marijuana speaks to me
I bought a gram and it turned to three
Grabbed the wheel, eyes closed as I slammed into tree
There should've been a casualty
Instead, they treated it so casually
Actually, it's legal so they're mad at me
For slandering the green, I'm talkin' bout the salary
I hate that money moves moralities, but it's just reality
I'ma stick to my own personality
See my dick pics inside your daughter's gallery
Her father is a masterpiece
Of a shattered dream, as he yelled and screamed
At nothing, I started to the shoving
And his gun got out, so my guns ripped out, who's bluffing?
Shot the fucker with my words, put my girl first
She left me cause it hurts, can't tell when truth occurs
A kid from hell that spews a curse
Of hurtin' bitches how he flirts
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Writer(s): Cal Hickory, Cole Johnson
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