Prynce Greedy - Big Mood (feat. Cortez Dah Great)

Yeh
Greedy
The big one
Hoe
This is a big mood
I ain't shakin no hands or makin no friends, that's not what I'm into
The streets only care about what is in motion and not what you finna do
Be careful bout shit you be startin and smoke you be sparkin I promise I'll finish you
I'm laughin and thumbin through Benjamin Franks so how in the Fuck could I envy you
The streets only care about what is in motion and not what you finna do
Be careful bout shit you be startin and smoke you be sparkin I promise I'll finish you
I ain't shakin no hands or makin no friends that's not what I'm into
I'm laughin and thumbin through Benjamin Franks so how in the Fuck could I envy you
I ain't stressin no chick as soon as I hit the hoe is dismissed
I'm in the hood wit no pistol, who gon do sumn to the kid
I'm smokin Ms. Parker, you still be sellin the mid
I'm trippin on acid and shrooms, you trip then I'm splittin ya wig
I can't beef if it ain't about money
He havin a glicc but he ain't gonna dump it
Me and my sister fell out about nothin
My ego is too big to squash it so fuck it
It is what it is, you live and you learn, you get what you give
Don't mean to be rude but this is my mood and I'm goin big
This is a big mood
I ain't shakin no hands or makin no friends, that's not what I'm into
The streets only care about what is in motion and not what you finna do
Be careful bout shit you be startin and smoke you be sparkin I promise I'll finish you
I'm laughin and thumbin through Benjamin Franks so how in the Fucc could I envy you
The streets only care about what is in motion and not what you finna do
Be careful bout shit you be startin and smoke you be sparkin I promise I'll finish you
I ain't shakin no hands or makin no friends that's not what I'm into
I'm laughin and thumbin through Benjamin Franks so how in the Fuck could I envy you
This rap shit easy off the top I don't write it
They talkin smoke we roll em up and I light it
She let me beat it up and she don't even fight back
Servin big dope and they comin right back
Imma keep a big ole check like I'm Nike
My plug in Bali and he tryna overnight it
Laser tag on them blickies no fightin
My youngins excited when we talkin violence
I'm jus bein honest I say I'm the hottest
My nigga he Rollin you know that I'm Slimey
Slatt
Get put in the closet ain't no comin back
I'm Greedy I want all the muh'fuckin racks
I can't fuck wit you cause yo partner a rat
Gotta cut off his head leave his hat in his lap
No rap cap call me Mr. Trap
Keep that stick in the air
This is a big mood
I ain't shakin no hands or makin no friends, that's not what I'm into
The streets only care about what is in motion and not what you finna do
Be careful bout shit you be startin and smoke you be sparkin I promise I'll finish you
I'm laughin and thumbin through Benjamin Franks so how in the Fuck could I envy you

Written by:
Cortez Williams, Demetrius Welton

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