Song: Control
Artist:  Lyle Gotti
Year: 2022
Viewed: 11 - Published at: 6 years ago

Intro: Dj Flippp: "808 Kartel"
Lyle Gotti:Melodic Humming
DJ Flippp: "Dj Flippp Make The Money Flippp"

Chorus:I been in my thoughts thinkin' of stories I can't tell I went and hit the block hit the trap then the hotel got damage on my mental from the pain that I done felt yeah I smoke this dope lookin' for control of myself see I took fed chances for the stripes that's on my belt I learned to talk to God I'm not too good to ask for help I stood up like a man and played the cards that I was dealt been swervin' off the road lookin' for control of myself

Verse 1:I been on the road lookin' for control
So much on my mind that its takin a toll
Put a x on my tongue and I'm startin to roll
Look at mе left and see right in this pole
You wit' or against it don't get caught in thе middle
If I said I did it I'm steppin' official
Youll meet the devil messin' wit' my mental
You play then you popped and it's really that simple
Im tryna chill doublin' up on this drank
Searchin for myself threw my love in a lake
Scars on my heart I'ma thug till it break
I was servin junkies you can't lie to my face
I really came up from livin' illegally
Betta talk wit respect when you speak to me
I was wit the plug we was movin in secrecy
I know the feds they prolly is seakin' me
I know my past and that's catchin' up to me
Tryna turn trappin' to livin' in luxury
I had a bitch but she wasn't cut for me
Lot in my head I was watchin' my company
Designer belts wit' a heart made of ice
My dog get a key and he cut it precise
I take the Glock and I line up the sights
I link up wit' the plug he lower the price
I don't wanna talk nigga run me that bread
Ain't tryna talk baby give me that head
You come wit' a problem we uppin' the lead
You actin' green and we gon' turn you red
I need a crib before I cop a chain
Magician wit work like I'm David Blaine
Sellin' that hard and I feel like I'm james
I'm goin all in when I step in the paint
Time passin' by as I look at the watch
Flippin' and stackin' I fuck up the clock
Stress on my mind swear I need some top
Fuck how you feel if you ain't talkin' knots
Pay me in full need it all in advance
If you ain't talkin' m's we can't make a plan
I smoke this gas and I fall in a trance
I danced wit the devil and picked up his demands
Chorus:I been in my thoughts thinkin' of stories I can't tell I went from the block I hit the trap then the hotel got damage on my mental from the pain that I done felt yeah I smoke this dope lookin' for control of myself see I took fed chances for the stripes that's on my belt I learned to talk to God I'm not too good to ask for help I stood up like a man and played the cards that I was dealt been swervin' off the road lookin' for control of myself

Verse 2:I been alone searchin' for a reason
Lookin' in the mirror starin' at my demons
My heart full of ice you can tell that I'm freezin'
I feel like I'm missin' somethin' that I'm needin'
I done seen so many friends become enemies
I stay away if I don't feel your energy
Speakin' on me you get found in the trinity
I get you lined up like its symmetry
I lost some family and it made me hurt
I got betrayed after puttin' 'em first
I got some hoes it just made it worse
Faded a nigga got blood on my shirt
I got a temper and teeth in my knuckles
Girl put your face on this Louis v buckle
Bussdown a pack and I'm makin' it double
I'll get you killed tryna fuck off my hustle


Chorus:I been in my thoughts thinkin' of stories I can't tell I went from the block I hit the trap then the hotel got damage on my mental from the pain that I done felt yeah I smoke this dope lookin' for control of myself

Beats Ends

( Lyle Gotti )
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