MC-Coy - Mood Lyrics

Yeah I didn't wanna write about you this soon (this soon)
Cuz everything you doin' is a big mood (big mood)
Yeah tried to cut me off that's a bit rude (bit rude)
And you never were the same that's a sick truth (sick truth)
Yeah I didn't wanna write about you this soon (this soon)
Cuz everything you doin' is a big mood (big mood)
Yeah tried to cut me off that's a bit rude (bit rude)
And you never were the same that's a sick truth (sick truth)
Yeah,
You the one who taught me to love with me guard down
Once you did that then you went and ripped my heart out
I don't get why you wanna make it hard now
I don't like to deal but I gotta give the cards out
Now I wonder if she gonna make it right
Cuz the truth is she f*cked up my life
And her love it be toxic but now that I'm off it
It's clear that I'm paying the price
It's f*cked up I been through this twice in the past
Now I can deal with it this isn't bad
Really can't give this the time that I have
So I'm pushing my music my foot on the gas and,
Looking back loving you was reckless
Loving me I know you never meant it
And I know you always hated when I wrote about my exes
So now that you're one of 'em I'll put you in a setlist
I didn't wanna write about you this soon (this soon)
Cuz everything you doin' is a big mood (big mood)
Yeah tried to cut me off that's a bit rude (bit rude)
And you never were the same that's a sick truth (sick truth)
Yeah now I'm gonna speak on the way that you played me
Cuz 3 times a week you would say that I'm crazy
And I was but that still doesn't change things
I don't get the reason for hate that you gave me
Looking back I can see you were controlling
Always made me drive like you thought I wouldn't notice
Tried to cut my friends off you didn't even know them
Our love wasn't toxic that shit was explosive
I was the light and you were the fuse
That shit gets ignited it do what it do
How can I heal if I knew it was you?
You never really loved me the truth is the truth
You ain't never worked but you think you a boss
So why ain't you think of the cost?
Cuz dealing wit me you know words are my weapon
It's crazy you letting me talk
Cuz when I go gold imma send you a plaque
I dare you to send that shit back
Cuz when I go platinum your cut from the album
And then I'll be calling it wraps, facts
Yeah I didn't wanna write about you this soon (this soon)
Cuz everything you doin' is a big mood (big mood)
Yeah tried to cut me off that's a bit rude (bit rude)
And you never were the same that's a sick truth (sick truth)
Yeah I didn't wanna write about you this soon
Cuz everything you doin' is a big mood
Yeah tried to cut me off that's a bit rude
And you never were the same that's a sick truth