Mood

[Intro]
Yeah, look
Say my name, Burga
Thank you
Yeah

[Hook]
Run up that bag and fall back that's been my mood
So if that money don't call me then I don't move
Keep them niggas out my business they broke ain't got nun to lose
I done fucked the baddest bitches don't brag I got nun to prove
That ain't nothing that we should talk about, I been getting money
That ain't nothing for me to talk about, you got me confused
Ion understand what you talkin' bout, we got two different views
If it ain't money then what we talkin' bout, Ion wanna talk about it

[Verse]
Ya left ya problems at the crib
Granny house ran down
Stopped stashing money in the mattress, when the house burned down
Stopped chasing hoes when I was broke, they got the right one now
These niggas rats hit the corner store and watch them mice run around
Put you in my business and you told it (Why you do that)
The last thing you 'posed to do was put them hoes in it (Foreal)
I don't mind you getting in your feelings just control it (Control it)
But now you dead to me and I'm gon' leave you decomposing
I'm off that old shit no mo grudges had to let it go
Cause its my fault you couldn't tell it if I ain't let you know
It cost to make mistakes and now already know (Yeah I knew that)
Charged it to the game it's on my credit score, that's on my credit score
Lost a whole lot of friends due to pillow talking (What you did)
Sit that money in the attic now the ceiling talking (Shh)
One more stack and Imma cave in
Sold a 50 pack at the Days Inn

[Hook]
Run up that bag and fall back that's been my mood
So if that money don't call me then I don't move
Keep them niggas out my business they broke ain't got nun to lose
I done fucked the baddest bitches don't brag I got nun to prove
That ain't nothing that we should talk about, I been getting money
That ain't nothing for me to talk about, you got me confused
Ion understand what you talkin' bout, we got two different views
If it ain't money then what we talkin' bout, Ion wanna talk about it

[Verse]
Ball and get money like the Carolina's Tar Heels (Yeah)
If you talkin' money Imma listen I'm all ears (I'm listening)
I ain't even trynna fuck her when I call her (What you doing)
I use her for her bank account I'm exchanging the small bills
I'm painting a picture let me illustrate (Yeah)
Making moves when I step I make the ceiling shake
I can break the rules I'm Michael Jackson in the Thriller tape
All these dead people, I can flex but I been chilling lately
When I'm in the building I own it like I do real estate
I know that money I'm related to it (I'm familiar)
Conversations about money I'm divin' straight into it
Talking down motivated me, that shit made me do it
Close my eyes got to my dreams you never made it to 'em
You having nightmares trynna blame it on me
You ain't competition but ain't gaining on me
We done fell out like you fainted on me
These diamonds wet like its raining on me

[Hook]
Run up that bag and fall back that's been my mood
So if that money don't call me then I don't move
Keep them niggas out my business they broke ain't got nun to lose
I done fucked the baddest bitches don't brag I got nun to prove
That ain't nothing that we should talk about, I been getting money
That ain't nothing for me to talk about, you got me confused
Ion understand what you talkin' bout, we got two different views
If it ain't money then what we talkin' bout, Ion wanna talk about it