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And I wonder what it would take to see things with different eyes,
I say it’s ok but I lied,
I walk through life with a new disguse (ay)
Mask on the face, I try
I Wish I could rewind, back in time
Would’ve picked up a different dime
Maybe Would’ve queued up in a different line
Look I don’t mean to be moody
It’s not my fault that the world moves booky
Don’t care bout the way that they view me
The way that they did me, don’t ever do me
Look I don’t mean to be moody
Here in my young days up in uni
days that I feel like life gets gloomy
I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy
Step on the gas and I make it go vroom
Don’t stop, press play, resume
They ask me Vee why’d you do music
I knew my path since up in the womb
Came out the belly singing like Mariah
Been 19 years, I don’t tire
Said I won’t make it bitch was a liar
My bars, they don’t expire
Look I don’t mean to be moody
It’s not my fault that the world moves booky
Don’t care bout the way that they view me
The way that they did me, don’t ever do me
Look I don’t mean to be moody
Here in my young days up in uni
days that I feel like life gets gloomy
I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy
Bro see me clock in
“ It’s your time, it’s your year now”
Make the cannon dem slap with the Gunners
My bros been told so we’re making them hear now
Switch up, bring kwalas to your dome
Got her screaming my name so they know that I’m here now
Flows to cold, bae saying she miss me
024 bros steering the spear round
straight cash flow through the car view rear now
Samz on his head make a bitch boy honoured
My nigga put faith in the kitchen cling
“JR guys still talk on your name”
Then its gonna be snap with the kitchen ching
Ain’t gonna stop cause my hearts fully in
And my minds at ease with this music thing
Ps to my Pops n my bros dem too
Cause the whole of the team love getting it in
The ting gets mad if I pass it to shoski
He ain’t like that, stop all the talking
Is he ever gonna really gonna ride for his broski
The bully man make it slap no boasy
Said he’s on me then you might aswell show me
No cap nigga
She call me a cool kid
Soon on stage spitting facts like loski
PYD better protect your doley
I don’t mean to be moody
It’s not my fault that the world moves booky
Don’t care bout the way that they view me
The way that they did me, don’t ever do me
Look I don’t mean to be moody
Here in my young days up in uni
days that I feel like life gets gloomy
I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy
They ask me how did I do it
How did I build it
Brick by brick
The fakes ones didn’t believe in me
But the real ones know what it is
But the real ones know what it is