Propaganda

I pull them strings like Santana, on her head like that Gucci bandana I know
She treat my name like her mantra, said that nobody else understand her I know
No need for flash on the camera, diamonds dancing they do the bachata I know
This world is too propaganda, I can't do all the fakin' put that on my soul
Cut relations like I got the blade, like it's '98, like I carry katana
They tried to play me they showed their cards, told 'em go fish, I'm a fucking piranha
I push one button I'm getting paid, bitch I'm self made, now I do what I wanna
And if your bitch around me I could make her go Dirty Diana
Angels or devils I can't really tell, they all look identical
I got a selection laid out on the table, it's more than just medical
My heart is cold but I still turn the room to a hundred degrees
Not what you want, I'm what you need, need, need
I pull them strings like Santana, on her head like that Gucci bandana I know
She treat my name like her mantra, said that nobody else understand her I know
No need for flash on the camera, diamonds dancing they do the bachata I know
This world is too propaganda, I can't do all the fakin' put that on my soul
Every sinner was a saint once
Fuck a picture we should paint one
You used to say that you never believed in the movies you've seen 'til we made one
Thief in the night till my day comes
Still in this bitch with the same ones
How could I change when we live in a world where the image don't match what they sayin'
How you even having trouble picking sides
Thirty thousand in the duffle when I slide
First impressions never need a second time
Don't do rentals 'cause I own the enterprise
Hundred miles while I'm gripping on your thighs
Model X and now my ex don't even try
No advice really was the best advice
Truly