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Illusion
by Sheriff
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You wanna play with my soul
This here is taking its toll
Can't do no games anymore
I wanna know, wanna know
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
I don't wanna get familiar if it's not gonna last
I don't wanna keep building if it's all gonna crash
Mind keep racing with 100 on the dash
Try to be patient but my heart move fast
Got a reputation, and you don't accept it
Fuck a side piece I'll throw away the whole collection
That's a big illusion, when your mouth moving
But your body say the opposite it get confusing
What do he got that I don't, I'm a god with the stroke
Turn it on like she never seen a faucet before
Champagne that we pour drown the pain from this war
Put your faith in the boy I can't wait anymore
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
Getting bent in the morning got the Hennessy pouring
Talking with your broken English I can tell you that you foreign
Telling me to quit drinking why you care if I'm sipping
Popping bottles in your story hypocritical with it
I'm trying to tell you something, so girl sit down and listen
You looking like the future, I'm having premonitions
I feel like big poppa coogi sweater 94
Damn right I crush a lot but I don't really wanna play no more
I can't argue no more I do not want the smoke
When the wound still fresh why you throw on the salt
I can't peal off the scab keep it real tell me facts
Put your faith in the boy I can't wait anymore
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
I can't control free will
I can't control how she feel
I ain't trying to take your freedom
I'm just a prisoner still
You wanna play with my soul
This here is taking its toll
Can't do no games anymore
I wanna know, wanna know
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
I don't wanna get familiar if it's not gonna last
I don't wanna keep building if it's all gonna crash
Mind keep racing with 100 on the dash
Try to be patient but my heart move fast
Got a reputation, and you don't accept it
Fuck a side piece I'll throw away the whole collection
That's a big illusion, when your mouth moving
But your body say the opposite it get confusing
What do he got that I don't, I'm a god with the stroke
Turn it on like she never seen a faucet before
Champagne that we pour drown the pain from this war
Put your faith in the boy I can't wait anymore
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
Getting bent in the morning got the Hennessy pouring
Talking with your broken English I can tell you that you foreign
Telling me to quit drinking why you care if I'm sipping
Popping bottles in your story hypocritical with it
I'm trying to tell you something, so girl sit down and listen
You looking like the future, I'm having premonitions
I feel like big poppa coogi sweater 94
Damn right I crush a lot but I don't really wanna play no more
I can't argue no more I do not want the smoke
When the wound still fresh why you throw on the salt
I can't peal off the scab keep it real tell me facts
Put your faith in the boy I can't wait anymore
You gotta make up your mind and make up your mind
I know you taking your time and taking your time
And now you all in my lap you telling me facts
And you telling me this and telling me that
Tell me what it is, tell me what it isn't
When we keep blurring the lines I can't tell the difference
Then you clap back loading up your ammunition
I can't do no one sided that's a bad religion
I can't control free will
I can't control how she feel
I ain't trying to take your freedom
I'm just a prisoner still
