Moody

BG, ****

Still with the gang, fuck you mean, ****? Real street, ****

I done put some real ones on they feet, ****

They got me, seen my family sneak diss and talk down on me

They doubted me, these **** took my style and tried to clown on me

Woo, and these weirdos tried to duplicate

I'm watching fiends hallucinate

Watch my hooker bust a date, I just hit eleven states

These **** just rappin' great, in these streets, they featherweight

I stopped talking the moves I make

These ****’ll try to take your place

Don't believe the fake stories, these **** ain't bust a grape

Don't believe them fake gangsters who didn't cut they weight

Anti, real moody, please get out my fucking face

They ask me where I been at, I been out gettin' all the game

They ask me why I act like that, why I'm actin' moody

And why we keep them straps like that, why so many toolies? Huh

I ain’t finna battle rap, boy, I’m finna shoot it, huh

In the right state of mind, boy, don't make me lose it

That bitch ain’t stayed down and I know she wasn't gon' do it

That bitch ain’t stayed down and I know she wasn't gon' through it

And the crowd go wild, ****, when they hear my music, woo

Crowd go wild, ****, when they hear my music

I can feel the jealousy, I can feel the envy

God keep telling me these **** ain't with me

I been having dreams that the devil tryna get me

I been moving clean 'cause the feds tryna lynch me

Moving with my henchman, we 'bout a hundred hits in

Ain't no fireworks when the yopper get to whistling

And I learned my lesson having bitches in my business

And I learned my lesson tryna move off of feelings

Had to shake that fuck shit, had to shake that punk bitch

Now I get a check just to walk out in public

Now I need a check just to be in your function

Need a check from a bitch, she wanna keep fussing

They ask me why I act like that, why I'm actin' moody

And why we keep them straps like that, why so many toolies? Huh

I ain’t finna battle rap, boy, I’m finna shoot it, huh

In the right state of mind, boy, don't make me lose it

That bitch ain’t stayed down and I know she wasn't gon' do it

That bitch ain’t stayed down and I know she wasn't gon' through it

And the crowd go wild, ****, when they hear my music, woo

Crowd go wild, ****, when they hear my music

I can feel the jealousy, I can feel the envy

God keep telling me these **** ain't with me

I been having dreams that the devil tryna get me

I been moving clean 'cause the feds tryna lynch me