Caught In The Middle

Two girls but I couldn’t choose
Should I call now, should I cut one loose?
I know it sounds f****d but I’m inna two
And no it ain’t lust but I dunno who
'Cos one goes nuts when she’s in a mood
But she’s a ride or dust, if you ever knew
The other one’s cuffed she ain’t letting loose
But she’s so calm no wahala
Bruv I’m caught in the middle
Couldn’t tell you how I got caught up
Tell you It’d be f****d if I got caught uh
Dunno if it’s lust or dunno if it’s love
But dunno but I’m trying not to get drawn out
Bonnie and Clyde when we both ride out
Ill tell you it’d be wild if they both found out
And I dunno why I put myself in these predicaments
But they want more from me
But I’ve had options baby girl I’m hard to please
And I’m a hustler
Baby I’m a hustler
Baby I’m a Harlesden boy they don’t trust us
She asked «Are we going round in circles, do you love me?'
Dunno 'bout love but still I got my heart in it
If they found out they won’t want part of it
When I’m stressed out I don’t wanna answer it
And they’re both calling me
Two girls but I couldn’t choose
Should I call now, should I cut one loose?
I know it sounds f****d but I’m inna two
And no it ain’t lust but I dunno who
'Cos one goes nuts when she’s in a mood
But she’s a ride or dust, if you ever knew
The other one’s cuffed she ain’t letting loose
But she’s so calm no wahala
Bruv I’m caught in the middle
They say trust is a must and it have to go both ways
But I’d be f****d if I’m honest and they both leave
Blood I can not tell the other one about the other bae
how I got drawn out in the first place
Tell me could I find a way to keep 'em both staying
'Cos I swear down it’s a loss if they both strayed
Blood I’m caught up and I say it but I won’t change
And they want more from me
But I’ve had options baby girl I’m hard to please
And I’m a hustler
Baby I’m a hustler
Baby I’m a Harlesden boy they don’t trust us
Probably why half of the man dem are locked up
Dunno 'bout love but still I got my heart in it
They both found out now they don’t want no part of it
Karma comes round and it does the harshest things
Now I keep calling these…
Two girls but I couldn’t choose
Should I call now, should I cut one loose?
I know it sounds f****d but I’m inna two
And no it ain’t lust but I dunno who
'Cos one goes nuts when she’s in a mood
But she’s a ride or dust, if you ever knew
The other one’s cuffed she ain’t letting loose
But she’s so calm no wahala
Bruv I’m caught in the middle