Mood

Holon wait
No i aint showing no face
Shorty said how you be outside and you aint catch no case
Hit a home run theese niggas in first base
Dont you hear it in the base
Bb simon on the waist
Hear them sirens on the way

Holon

See me in the club with a mask on just know i aint in the mood
How you shoot in the air and still end up on the news
Goofy
Me and mines got nothing to prove
We in the clubs with bottles and tools
My homie reem got the dimonds and hewls

Look

Wash my money yeah i stay on the books
Llcs and w 2s
Used to be homeless dont know what it took
Im over theese bitches i feel like a rook
Chasing a bag just writing theese hooks
Stand on business but looking like crooks
Niggas hatin they really be shook