Mood Swing

Constantly taking risks I Put a bag away for lawyer fees
Keep my circle tight I got the juice now niggas envy me
I'm the realest shit this city ever seen how you gon' hate on that
I'm done warming up I'm taking off no one could Hold me back

All I do is keep moving taking trips outta town cuz the money good
I'm up now my pockets bougie got it out the mud So I keep it hood
I Stay flipping that crypto when I take a lost I just make it back
I got in the streets then I got a sack
Now I'm flipping music tryna get a plaque

Might Smoke a blunt to this might wake one day and just fuck to this
You just lost your bitch she won't pick up the phone
Cause I'm stroking it
She tryna argue and shit
Don't be calling my phone Ain't got time for this
Blckchain the label we trappin
We baggin the music then serve that shit
Might Smoke a blunt to this might wake one day and just fuck to this
You just lost yo bitch
She won't pick up the phone cause I'm stroking it
Fuck what you think hate it or love it I don't really give a shit
I smoke the loudest dank I wanna get high I'm tryna fly and shit
Yeah Yeah Yeah
They say time is money I'm too busy getting paid
And you gon' get yours if ever you get in the way
I could give three fucks bout what a nigga gotta say
I put dollar signs on every single word I say
I'm in too deep I got no choice to the get it
Shoebox the money ain't doing no banking
Cut a bitch a off like the fuck was you thinking
You picked a side don't be calling and begging
M'lumen balen and I ain't scared to say it
Watch how you move cause the whole team is with it
Barbancourt in my cup cuz I'm drinking with Gede
I love the grind everyday is a pay day
Might Smoke a blunt to this
Might wake up one day and just fuck to this
You just lost yo bitch
She won't pick up the phone cause I'm stroking it
Fuck what you thank hate it or love it I don't really give a shit
I smoke the loudest dank I wanna get high I'm tryna fly and shit
Might Smoke a blunt to this
Might wake up one day and just fuck to this
You just lost yo bitch
She won't pick up the phone Cause I'm stroking it
Fuck what you think hate it or love it I don't really give a shit
I smoke the loudest dank I wanna get high I'm tryna fly and shit
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Writer(s): Fritz Clerveaux
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