Pv Truest - You're Mine

You gone have to throw that ass back ten more times
Do it like that then rewind
I don't play games with your mind
I don't play games with your mind
Tell me that you're
Tell me that you're mine

Hoppin out that cut like my gun greedy
Knew she was a slut the way her tongue need me uh
Remember splitting P's when I was at my granny's
I got fifty's in my pockets none these hundreds damaged
Fucked this bitch from the tropic I can't take her back to the crib
I was getting all this money I can't show them where I live
It ain't even about the whip I was laying up in the crib
I just touched back to the city
I was bringing packs to the city
None my bitches got no Instagrams unless they sellin' grams
I remember selling different drugs I was choppin' grams
Moving round bitch I'm with right now knocked my pictures down
All I felt was love but should I feel it now?
But I felt pain bullets through my crib and bullets by my brain
Light the wood i'm misunderstood had to wear a hood
Before it close I knew my bag was open
Knew that I was chosen
When we blowin ain't no need in toting we gone leave you open

You gone have to throw that ass back ten more times
Do it like that then rewind
I don't play games with your mind
I don't play games with your mind
Tell me that you're
Tell me that you're mine
You should be proud of yourself
You let time
Time after time
Time after time

You gone have to throw that ass back ten more times
Do it like that then rewind
I don't play games with your mind
Tell me that you're
Tell me that you're mine

Written by:
Jelani Harris-Pitts

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