Yauce - Mood Swings Lyrics

Hop up in the whip and push the gas, get to zoomin'
They ain't know the half, but I'm gettin' to that blueface
I been spittin' facts, all you rappers be so two-face
I be goin' crazy, mind runnin' through the mood swings
Hop up in the whip and push the gas, get to zoomin'
They ain't know the half, but I'm gettin' to that blueface
I been spittin' facts, all you rappers be so two-face
I be goin' crazy, mind runnin' through the mood swings

All you rappers be so two-face
Focused on the cash, I been stackin' up the blueface
Stackin' up the blueface, stackin' up the cash now
Ima get this money, Ima go and get a bag now
Feelin' like a cash-cow, rappers be so trash now
I can see 'em talk, then I go and see 'em back down
Goin' through these mood swings, they gon' make me act out
I been feelin' sick, man, sick, I might pass out
If you fuck with me, your trajectory be down south
Feelin' like a rap king, who they finna crown now
Rappin' for a while, I got rid of all my doubts now
Bumpin' though my speakers, I can tell they like the sound now
I might take the top off
Whippin' in a drop-top
Time to eat like crockpot
Diamonds dancin' on my neck and they be doin' hopscotch
Rap 'til I got lockjaw
Shouts to Kung-Fu Kenny, I been feelin' like the Top Dawg

Hop up in the whip and push the gas, get to zoomin'
They ain't know the half, but I'm gettin' to that blueface
I been spittin' facts, all you rappers be so two-face
I be goin' crazy, mind runnin' through the mood swings
Hop up in the whip and push the gas, get to zoomin'
They ain't know the half, but I'm gettin' to that blueface
I been spittin' facts, all you rappers be so two-face
I be goin' crazy, mind runnin' through the mood swings

These facts that I'm spittin' got 'em mad, well that's too bad
I got plenty time for the beef, where the stew at
Rappers claim they hard, but they sweet, where your crew at
Said he want a feat, on the track, I can do that
Flew out to L.A. and made a hit, then I flew back
I been steady workin', in my Birkin, need a new bag
They gon' keep on shootin', missin' shots, cuz they too ass
I ain't sneak-dissin', with these goofies, I use two @'s
Now my pockets gettin' fatter, work until my neck is frozen
'Member back when I was shattered, down, feelin' hopeless
Swear it doesn't matter, all my peers, they gon' notice
All that other chatter, I can't hear it, I'm too focused
Workin' hard, repair my past scars, and everything that's broken
Doors were closed up on me, kick 'em down, and now they open
I can't miss a shot, close my eyes, it still go in
Feel like I was born to do this rappin', I was chosen