Sade's Mood

She getting cozy with the costa norsta
Can't understand her sound like her nose stuffed
That Mary got her soul stuck
Substance controlled cups around in flux
Ain't in too pushing pills I been too busy pushing my luck
Seent a turnt back up close less trust more emotionless
Still can be yo ob n attend to yo ovaries
If you spit facts get it over with
I'd rather be front row counting the A's with my Oakland chick
That doge was always posed to hit
Who knew them coins could turn to chips had me like tyreke out here spinning dips
Word of mouth them the lips that lead to splits take mine n be out don't even trip

Smoking a plane constructing the plan
Never pillow talk cuz call if I'm stuck in a jam
Studied xyz like a professor in chem
But I'm too old to be watching my back n wondering who my mans
Intuition on target like trained archer
My lana kane drop me off at departure
Right before she had me pick between swatches
Gotta redecorate everytime I leave the beat a carcass
This rendition was a Premonition
And you can't even promise yo listeners you living realistic
I had bars way before I was legal to enter
So many flows to remember you might leave with dementia
Tagged in posts I liked the mention
Mild sauce shawty I tell em drench it
Used to walk to cinema 8 hoping I leave with kisses
This type of thinking need to be kept inside Petri dishes
Under the microscope like sneaky business