Lyrics Writer's Block - MoThoro

Groove God
Ohya ohya ohya ohya
Aye
I've been in a little bit of writer's block
Had to let go and stop fighting the thoughts
Niggas get on and start wifing the thots
That we had at HU shit trifling
But my girl a big shot, in her bag like she was hiding a Glock
Cold world turn black that's my light in the dark
Shawty stone cold like Arya Stark
Groove God Thoro coming better tighten ya locks aye
Mix my beats till it bang yeah
Quantize my beats with a swing yeah
Versatile with my sound had a little trouble finding my lane
But fuck it why can't I just do it all I pick all the above
Big lesson remember once I spent it all in the club
Was in the section just to flex and get all of the love
Checked my account the next morning I was hot as a mug
Uhh that's what I get for tryna stunt to stunt
Niggas front for chumps then can't front the funds
And no plan to get more going blunt for blunt
We in our 20s no excuse for being young a dumb
We building wealth over here bring your fork and knife
It's time to eat what they building there is Fort-a-night
Breaking down after awhile you can't force the hype
It's gonna come on it's on if ya force is tight ahh
Working like a slave can't fade the vacay
Looking for a way to inflate my pay-rate
Shawty got that wet like hurricane rain
I say aye bae bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
Can't wait I got bills to pay pay
Still don't give a fuck what a nigga say say
Hopping on a flight to go see my bae bae
That's my little bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
We prefer to live our life for us today
We depend on God's light to find our way
I can't spend no time thinking 'bout yesterday
Me and my little bae bae gon find our way
Back to back I got flights to catch
ATL back to LAX
Long distance got me fucking stressed
Time difference leave me wit no rest
Had to make it work shit it was meant to be
For my Tiffany she was sent for me
Working on this LFTFLD entity
So these other rap niggas need to bend a knee
No sympathy
I been a beast
If niggas weak
Don't send for me
Might sing a little but my pen elite
Offended please act on it my energy
Consistently the same for my enemies
Love Making music I don't like the system
I went to school for business but couldn't fight the rhythm
Up late tryna make it you know life expensive
Especially in LA got bags under my eyes I've been
Working like a slave can't fade the vacay
Looking for a way to inflate my pay-rate
Shawty got that wet like hurricane rain
I say aye bae bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
Can't wait I got bills to pay pay
Still don't give a fuck what a nigga say say
Hopping on a flight to go see my bae bae
That's my little bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
Working like a slave can't fade the vacay
Looking for a way to inflate my pay-rate
Shawty got that wet like hurricane rain
I say aye bae bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
Can't wait I got bills to pay pay
Still don't give a fuck what a nigga say say
Hopping on a flight to go see my bae bae
That's my little bae bae ba bae ba bae bae aye
MoThoro
Again
You didn't like that
Like just do it again
It is fucking awkward
Fuck tard
Yeah
Aye
Put on my boots
Hood on my jacket
On my rainy day aye
She don't wear lashes
They look fake
On my way to East Atlanta
From LA aye aye
See the reaction on my face
Get on the plane you coming back home to LA
Get on the plane we going back home to LA aye aye
You coming with me if that's okay
See the reaction on my face