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mood switch - shy glizzy & no savage lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, harto cooked this one up)

[chorus: no savage]
they won’t know your name if you don’t tell them folks your government, uh
good in my hood, still runnin’ sh*t
i know what he did, n*gga think he sl!ck
n*gga snitch and disappear
same whip, but different year
better not make me take it there
i know b*tches go for what they know, that’s why i never cared
i was bein’ humble with this money, i was never scared
i thought i won’t never make a friend until i met the meds
i was into spinnin’, gettin’ out cars and leave his homie dead
[verse 1: no savage]
fully stick leave him drenched, stay behind him, five percent
i know where i come from, i’m not never tryna go again
he ain’t heard i f*cked his b*tch, it’s probably ’cause i spanked his man
stupid sh*t, they think i’m a lunatic
soon as i chill out, i think ’bout k!llin’, then my mood’ll switch
why not sn*tch up his b*tch and bring her out and let her suck some d*ck?
if she think she my wife after we f*ck, then that b*tch dumb as sh*t
keep on makin’ hits
i fell out with n*ggas just because i didn’t give ’em sh*t
you don’t know the feeling when you love ’em, but they still switch, uh
but i’m still lit, uh
and i’m still turnt, uh
and i’m still rich
tell me what you see soon as you look me in my eyes, n*gga, uh
bet you know if you act stupid, you gon’ die, n*gga
glued to my block, i’m not never switchin’ sides, n*gga
say you with me, you gon’ have to pick a side, n*gga
trapper or the shooter, it ain’t hard for you to side, n*gga
i don’t sip no more ’cause i was sick of bein’ tired, n*gga
when i’m in my city, on my block where i reside, n*gga
let ’em say my name and we pop up and let that fire hit ’em

[chorus: no savage]
they won’t know your name if you don’t tell them folks your government, uh
good in my hood, still runnin’ sh*t
i know what he did, n*gga think he sl!ck
n*gga snitch and disappear
same whip, but different year
better not make me take it there
i know b*tches go for what they know, that’s why i never cared
i was bein’ humble with this money, i was never scared
i thought i won’t never make a friend until i met the meds
i was into spinnin’, gettin’ out cars and leave his homie dead
[verse 2: shy glizzy]
you ain’t got your name on them bodies, why you mention them?
savage told me, “bro, you ain’t too rich to come and spin again”
i’m like magic johnson with them glocks, yeah, b*tch, i’m different
i open up the door on all my opps, jefe a gentleman
i remember when i put ten thousand on a n*gga head
i remember i was sellin’ b*tters just to get some bread
i remember he was dissin’ us and now that n*gga dead
pray every night i go to bed that i don’t wake up to the feds
meet me by the white house, i’ma serve you that obama runtz
richest n*ggas in the city, glizzy glizzy donald trump
no, we don’t f*ck with donald trump, but n*gga, we got what you want
baby jamo, he got drums, n*gga, we come from the slums

- shy glizzy no savage lyrics

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