| My heart gives a lot or a little |
| but never in the middle |
| never in the middle |
| I pull the knife from my back |
| cuz I know it ain’t going to be the last |
| All the snakes in the grass and poison in my glass |
| Meter’s red on the dash |
| Foot to the pedal on the gas |
| On this road in my zone |
| And I’m blowing through a bag |
| Real so rare |
| And everyone fake |
| Rebuild bonds that I ain’t break |
| The less I care the more at stake |
| I know it’s my time but I’m in the wrong place |
| Like a moth to the flame |
| I got money on my brain |
| If you ain’t with us you against us |
| Get the fuck out of the way |
| Cuz my heart gives |
| A lot or a little |
| But never in the middle, baby |
| Never in the middle |
| Nights like this |
| Emotions running triple |
| No good vibes |
| Only goodbyes |
| And I can’t love you in the middle |
| Say I changed say I changed |
| Talking shit up on my name |
| Say I changed say I changed |
| Never fucked with you anyway |
| Say I changed say I changed |
| Talking shit up on my name |
| Say I changed say I changed |
| Never fucked with you anyway |
| Real so rare |
| And everyone fake |
| Rebuild bonds that I ain’t break |
| The less I care the more at stake |
| I know it’s my time but I’m in the wrong place |
| Like a moth to the flame |
| I got money on my brain |
| If you ain’t with us you against us |
| Get the fuck out of the way |
| Cuz my heart gives |
| A lot or a little |
| But never in the middle, baby |
| Never in the middle |
| Nights like this |
| Emotions running triple |
| No good vibes |
| Only goodbyes |
| And I can’t love you in the middle |