Puppet Master

Hating on me must feel like hell
Talking all that shit, Imma wish you well
I been doing me, yeah, I do it so well
And I don't give a fuck, if you cannot tell

Bag full of magic, tongue full of fire
I get this bitch jumping, livewire
She wanna get high, I get her higher
She wanna act nice, I spot out a liar
I don't trust these hoes, 'cause these hoes fake
I kick out a hoe, make a hoe quake
I would never listen what a hoe say
Yo bitch said she love me, I said hoe 'kay

I'm the master, they do what I ask too well
Never sought out the path to exploit the self
But I do too much, I never back down
If she talk all that, what the fuck she finna rap about?
You lose your mind when you realize my grind is too right
It's divine, I just tap into the light
I got magic, but you knew that, right?
Don't ask how I'm doing, bitch, I'm doing just fine

It's fantastic how she fit all that in there
Don't get drastic, I've learned to never tick and tell
They been yapping, what the fuck they been yapping 'bout
If you know me, you know I never fuck around
'Cause word get around
Don't fuck around
'Cause word get around

You do too much, I heard about you

I'm the puppet master
I'm the puppet master
I'm the puppet master
I'm the puppet master