I'm in a mood
I do not follow the rules
You do what they ask you to
I do what I choose
I'm in a mood
This my bad side and my groove
Still stuck in my old ways no point in changing my views
I'm in a mood
Here we go another temper tantrum
Role model I'm a bad example
If 21 was my bad side till 24 this my f*cking anthem
Ima take the gamble Ima set the standard
These other rappers couldn't hold a candle
Sip and I swerve while she ride the saddle if you bitch ask I may send a sample
I may ugh look
Going berserk everything now on my nerves steady been fighting the urge
I might go buy me a mask for the purge I may deliver the karma deserved
It's time to come pay me the commas I've earned
I am not asking I'm taking my turn
If ever they doubted today they gone learn today they gone learn
Listen close when I hit the limit Ima tear a path straight to the finish
Never finished last never been gimmick boy the flow cold I been sick with it
Drop an ep that's an epidemic got mood swings like a schizophrenic
Still got fans check the analytics bitch you quit rapping we ain't f*cking with it
No fronts no fakes no favors I won't join em I'll just break em
Made my lane like I'm a paver I'm the piper time to pay up
Stop pretending like y'all major you ain't cool and you ain't player
Daddy made it without papers guess we alien and dangerous
I'm in a mood
I do not follow the rules
You do what they ask you to
I do what I choose
I'm in a mood
This my bad side and my groove
Still stuck in my old ways no point in changing my views
I'm in a mood
My patience thin I may blow up you might even think they pissed in my Folgers
Got a little dip and chip on my shoulders boy my shit legit check the odor yugghkk
Hundred miles couldn't hold me huh fun and games till I showed up huh
Couldn't talk ass fast as your motor run but a lesson learned I had to show you sum
I'm on the edge sometimes I think I'm possessed maybe I think I'm obsessed
Maybe I'm outta my head the feeling of drama and stress
Got me excited like sex what does that say about Dres
Maybe it's time for some meds maybe the good side is dead
Go out and find you some friends before a new coffins your bed
Loss for words I may flip the bird I might do a couple thing that may hit ya nerves
See you hate the boy cause yo bitch concerned
Make her hold my drink while I spit verse and that's game
I cannot lose I'm ready to win get ready to hate I'm at it again
I'm ready for war it's part of revenge I set it in stone I don't make amends
I'm praying to God please pardon my sins I'm trying to do right I need to repent
I try to get out they pulled me back in so I ain't the same it is what it is
Not ready go not ready to quit and I'm on a row I'm back with the shits
I'm ready to choose I'm ready prove ima ready to do when
I'm in a mood
I do not follow the rules
You do what they ask you to
I do what I choose
I'm in a mood
This my bad side and my groove
Still stuck in my old ways no point in changing my views
I'm in a mood