MONEY MY MOOD (feat. Madebymeenz)

Niggas be trash I don't really fuck wit you niggas Not bumping your music it's ass I been in my bag I just found me a new wave Gotta kill it you know it won't last That shit make me mad When I think about the past And I think bout the shit that I had I was down to my last Fucked around and got me some frags Then I went straight to the lab What I spit is the truth How the fuck you think I put it together My lyrics is proof I'm sipping on juice Ran outta reposado started backing out the 42s These bitches is loose Watch how she eat it up Prolly damn near loose her tooth If you take her to ruth First I was D'ing up And then I spent the block and I approved money my mood How can I loose It's not a race but I'm just chasing them blues I got a wave but no this shit not a cruise Gotta catch the uppy if you don't Then you snoozed If you ask for the bin then you breaking the rules If you ask for the bin Then you breaking the rules nigga I took 500 turned it to a dime Pray I never gotta do no time Everyday I wake I'm doing crimes Don't know how I come up With these rhymes all I know is Shit be perfect time You might get clapped you ever Cross that line I'm super smacked Im beating down her spine Brody died speeding that's a sign We are not even cause I grind Why you not eating what's the vibes Niggas be weird they are not my kind Wanna cut off my ear all I hear is lies Prepare for the worst so I don't get surprised Why the fuck it feel so hard to stay alive Niggas be lame like You want 60 for a 8th? Nigga shut up I'm smoking on pain This shit ain't a game Know I'm destined to be great Hear my music all I spit is flames This shit is insane You know I ain't poppin out it's certain shit I cannot entertain Some people don't change I make music for niggas that hit the road like fuck the fame Niggas be trash I don't really fuck wit you niggas Not bumping your music it's ass I been in my bag I just found me a new wave Gotta kill it you know it won't last That shit make me mad When I think about the past And I think bout the shit that I had I was down to my last Fucked around and got me some frags Then I went straight to the lab What I spit is the truth How the fuck you think I put it together My lyrics is proof I'm sipping on juice Ran outta reposado started backing out the 42s These bitches is loose Watch how she eat it up Prolly damn near loose her tooth If you take her to ruth First I was D'ing up And then I spent the block and I approved money my mood