[Verse 1]
I don’t depend on y’all niggas, they didn’t want me to breathe
I did the damage
Wavvi out playing for keeps
Spending your days depressed
Ain’t no remorse, they’ll leave you deceased
I keep my eyes on all corners, and keep my soul out the streets
Rubbing shoulders with the baddest
She give me kisses, I give her good acting
Back then I was embarrassed
They didn’t want me, I leave em’ while laughing
See mom dukes in a coupe
God blessed me, He gave me the juice
I went in fully loaded
Came out better, I will not lose
[Pre-Chorus]
Bad bitch chill with a savage
I’m in her ear, gave me the passage
I’m on the road, causing the damage
I ain’t wilding, I’m just staying active
I’m that nigga to be, back then I was called average
I’m tryna kill the scene
Make em’ grieve, make it look tragic
[Chorus]
Mood
I’m in a different mood
I got a different bitch
She got a different groove
Said she don’t like you niggas
I got a different move
The hood don’t love you nigga
I got a different mood
[Verse 2]
Said that I’m killing the scene, finna give y’all the blues
Shawty keep sending me kisses, shawty know I’m official
All of a sudden a nigga important, I know I offend you
All of a sudden I could afford it, look what God get you
Going places I’m not in a dream, for the meal I’m looking up courses
For the fashion, you know I look clean
I’m planning on racing them Porsches
London, I might get me a ting
Treat me right, I might get her a ring
Drive the yacht, she not driving the boat
Classy chick, she way more than a 10
[Pre-Chorus]
Bad bitch chill with a savage
I’m in her ear, gave me the passage
I’m on the road, causing the damage
I ain’t wilding, I’m just staying active
I’m that nigga to be, back then I was called average
I’m tryna kill the scene
Make em’ grieve, make it look tragic
[Chorus]
Mood
I’m in a different mood
I got a different bitch
She got a different groove
Said she don’t like, you niggas
I got a different move
The hood don’t love you nigga
I got a different mood