Mood Switch
I'm tired of all these niggas I'm tired of all these hoes
They say they got yo back but you know how that story goes
Niggas a turn they back on you for some extra pros
Just to get even with you bitches out here selling souls
That shit be terrible too sick for theraflu
Like how you turn yo back on a nigga that once took care of you
Baby I'm uncomparable promise my heart repairable
You push me to the cliff my baby that ain't what Claire a do
I'm talking Huxtable I can't even fuck with you
Beating up that pussycat only time that I'm stuckwitu
Baby I put my trust in you giving up was a must for you
I bet you think of me every time that nigga touching you
But you'll be feeling me what happened to our chemistry
Say you rather be friends with me pride stronger than Hennessy
Mixed with negative energy smoking was a tendency
But drinking was my remedy get Off my head like Kennedy
I'm tired of all these niggas I'm tired of all these hoes
They say they got yo back but you know how that story goes
Niggas a turn they back on you for some extra pros
Just to get even with you bitches out here selling souls
They tell me Killah Cam yo shit sound tight my nigga
Don't think you got the sound maybe you should write for niggas
Oh I got rights for niggas and and I got lefts for niggas
A verified twitter the only way you'll check me nigga
And I got checks for niggas who think they checking niggas
You in yo zone well this that full court pressure nigga
I feel the pressure man been feeling restless damn
It seem like God overly tryna test me man
Some nights don't even sleep shit have my body weak
I stay up out these streets might end up 6 feet deep
That's why I buy these beats they help me keep my peace
I'm tryna find my lane so I can run the game like Zeke
I roll another wood and then I spark It up
I once had a heart but shawty crushed It up
I'm faded off the liquor I fucked my nigga sister
But you can't blame me somebody had to hit her
But you can't trust these women they fucking different niggas
And you can't trust these niggas they really out to get you
But i got magazines you can get an issue
And i might bless a bitch but i won't give her tissue
She want romance but i ain't finna kiss her
And i can't cuff you baby cause you don't fit my system
She want memories i cropped her out the picture
I need another wood and some more liquor
They say they got yo back but you know how that story goes
Niggas a turn they back on you for some extra pros
Just to get even with you bitches out here selling souls
That shit be terrible too sick for theraflu
Like how you turn yo back on a nigga that once took care of you
Baby I'm uncomparable promise my heart repairable
You push me to the cliff my baby that ain't what Claire a do
I'm talking Huxtable I can't even fuck with you
Beating up that pussycat only time that I'm stuckwitu
Baby I put my trust in you giving up was a must for you
I bet you think of me every time that nigga touching you
But you'll be feeling me what happened to our chemistry
Say you rather be friends with me pride stronger than Hennessy
Mixed with negative energy smoking was a tendency
But drinking was my remedy get Off my head like Kennedy
I'm tired of all these niggas I'm tired of all these hoes
They say they got yo back but you know how that story goes
Niggas a turn they back on you for some extra pros
Just to get even with you bitches out here selling souls
They tell me Killah Cam yo shit sound tight my nigga
Don't think you got the sound maybe you should write for niggas
Oh I got rights for niggas and and I got lefts for niggas
A verified twitter the only way you'll check me nigga
And I got checks for niggas who think they checking niggas
You in yo zone well this that full court pressure nigga
I feel the pressure man been feeling restless damn
It seem like God overly tryna test me man
Some nights don't even sleep shit have my body weak
I stay up out these streets might end up 6 feet deep
That's why I buy these beats they help me keep my peace
I'm tryna find my lane so I can run the game like Zeke
I roll another wood and then I spark It up
I once had a heart but shawty crushed It up
I'm faded off the liquor I fucked my nigga sister
But you can't blame me somebody had to hit her
But you can't trust these women they fucking different niggas
And you can't trust these niggas they really out to get you
But i got magazines you can get an issue
And i might bless a bitch but i won't give her tissue
She want romance but i ain't finna kiss her
And i can't cuff you baby cause you don't fit my system
She want memories i cropped her out the picture
I need another wood and some more liquor
Credits
Writer(s): Camari James
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