Illusion Lyrics

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