Hurricane

Oh baby you’re not
My mine it seems like you’re playing
With my fuckin’ guys
I feel like you’re a hurricane
You worked me a lot
It feels like you get me trained
I’m done with your plan
But I’m trapped in your name
I been on my feelings you’re the stranger on my way
I was fuckin’ on these bitches swear that on my name
That’s why I tatted on my neck bitch could be killin’ with their blades
So i put the ropes on all my hands or I’ma pray
Stuck stuck love is not the one that you been playing
I know that’s a dumb shit but I’m rounding for the love again
If you’re my love on me ,can I replay the tape like I was choking on your neck , trauma would help again
Trauma would help again
But don’t think that the show will help you escape the pain
All of my drugs will be helping the fuckin’ pain away
(All of my drugs will be helping the fuckin’ pain away)
Oh baby you’re not
My mine it seems like you’re playing
With my fuckin’ guys
I feel like you’re a hurricane
You worked me a lot
It feels like you get me trained
I’m done with your plan
But I’m trapped in your name