The Mood

Yea
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 It's a really fucking cool era we in
 Yea, uh
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 It's a Bada$$, Kushed God colossal
 We coming through and we hostile
 47 deep so everything's getting toppled
 Showtime nigga word to James word to goggles
 Everybody's fucked like a high price brothel
 You can't out-hustle a hustler so don't try to
 Word to STEEZy the tactic is still survival
 Fuck humble nigga ride on your rivals
 The hoes wanna hang like my peacoat toggles
 Guess who's bizzack? Smokey and I'm here with the pack
 After this you gon' need you a nap
 They throw shots we don't even react
 Like I ain't got Pedro on payroll to take care of that
 Set it out where it's at
 Nigga flow way in tact
 The bag heavy scale off weigh it back
 Lightyears ahead of niggas, not even laps
 You can't compare them boys to us
 Shit, that's not even rap
 Yeah, uh, and let me switch the mood
 Gotta take a risk for your biggest wish to come true
 I been in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views
 Where ain't shit to lose just more proving
 Finally got my piece of the pecan
 Me and momma moving no more staying out on weekends
 Got no time for snoozing know I'm out for Benjamins
 Representing me, repping for all my people dreaded in my family
 I see a canopy of bars thats overhead
 Thinking to self there can't be no one this hard, they all dead
 Go and spar with the ghosts that's on my side
 I'm a star momma look up in the sky
 Shine so bright, don't I?
 Only getting brighter I been closer every summer, winter, hour, minute
 Like I am supposed to, very soon you will be out of minutes
 You should let me coach ya, work the smoke
 We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these vultures
 It ain't for purchase gotta take the game in doses
 The illest shit don't really get too much promotion
 Children of the indigo protect the fortress
 Trump got the whole world feeling hopeless
 Still I got my chest pokin'
 Too much headaches not enough Motrin
 Life will have a nigga self frozen
 Won't have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first dove in
 The flow golden, the wave, the boat rowing
 We here, they no-showers
 Smoke blowing the OG in the wind
 Had a bunch of losers tell me I couldn't win
 See you taking off that's when the hating shit begins
 Watch you walking on water they say it's cause you can't swim
 Time to transcend, hands in, boss and friend
 Ben Franklin's, all across the globe my name ring
 Airport, customs, walking through chain swing
 You could tell I'm doing my damn thing
 Ugh