I'm thinkin', "How in the f*ck
Could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?"
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road
Switch on the Glock with a 50
On it, yeah, f*ck it, i might go rogue
He got a headshot, he on the floor
They be like "Get him, can't get 'em, like
Why the f*ck I don't hit 'em?"
Don't speak on thе GOAT
He went from bitchin', to twitchin
I got that lil' nigga gone
I'm on a pеrky, I'm itchin', I'm
Itchin', I'm itchin', I'm itchin'
I'm feeling alone choppa hit 'em and his
Bitch, get to flippin'
I can't make no more songs
I'm smilin', the illest, I'm spittin'
It's written in stone
I'm kiddin', not kiddin', oh
She get on her knees and blow
That drake I'm gon' like jeez louise
The car had no keys and I'm gone
They wanna count me out
I been keepin' it real but they
Wanna play me like I'm wrong
How in the f*ck could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road
Jace! - Mind Games Lyrics
Jace! - Mind Games Lyrics
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I'm thinkin', "How in the f*ck
Could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?"
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road
Switch on the Glock with a 50
On it, yeah, f*ck it, i might go rogue
He got a headshot, he on the floor
They be like "Get him, can't get 'em, like
Why the f*ck I don't hit 'em?"
Don't speak on thе GOAT
He went from bitchin', to twitchin
I got that lil' nigga gone
I'm on a pеrky, I'm itchin', I'm
Itchin', I'm itchin', I'm itchin'
I'm feeling alone choppa hit 'em and his
Bitch, get to flippin'
I can't make no more songs
I'm smilin', the illest, I'm spittin'
It's written in stone
I'm kiddin', not kiddin', oh
She get on her knees and blow
That drake I'm gon' like jeez louise
The car had no keys and I'm gone
They wanna count me out
I been keepin' it real but they
Wanna play me like I'm wrong
How in the f*ck could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road
Could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?"
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road
Switch on the Glock with a 50
On it, yeah, f*ck it, i might go rogue
He got a headshot, he on the floor
They be like "Get him, can't get 'em, like
Why the f*ck I don't hit 'em?"
Don't speak on thе GOAT
He went from bitchin', to twitchin
I got that lil' nigga gone
I'm on a pеrky, I'm itchin', I'm
Itchin', I'm itchin', I'm itchin'
I'm feeling alone choppa hit 'em and his
Bitch, get to flippin'
I can't make no more songs
I'm smilin', the illest, I'm spittin'
It's written in stone
I'm kiddin', not kiddin', oh
She get on her knees and blow
That drake I'm gon' like jeez louise
The car had no keys and I'm gone
They wanna count me out
I been keepin' it real but they
Wanna play me like I'm wrong
How in the f*ck could you play with me
I'm the one that put you on?
She wanna sit down and play my songs
Mind games, my mind blown
She just wanna feel famous when she
Take pictures in my home
Sittin' back, blowin' on strong
Callin' my daughter on the phone
She like "When you coming home?"
And my bitch wanna know when I'm coming home
It's a couple things I don't know
All I know is I been wrong
In a Beamer, I ain't goin' slow
Finna put that bitch on the road