Lyrics Mood - Ace , Mak11

I be writing songs in the airplane yeah
Bass, bumping through the speakers going insane
Gotta clear me up some memory, I really need some space
I can see the whole picture it ain't fitting in the frame
Cashed another check, hitting up my dogs place
Rappers got no skill, people gon' overrate
Saw her yesterday, she don't even look the same
Anger to the motivation, same with the hate
Keep the small talk to a minimal
Only talking higher ups like the principal
Man I don't even listen to the principles
Yeah, imma go and follow my own principles
Tryna grab all these ladders to get myself up
I'm tired of self promoting like they even give a fuck
But I gotta stay persistent never giving up
See my money in the bag you gotta give it up

Not in the mood today, you might cause a huge delay
Time is money like lil bitch, thats my future pay
Claiming its all love, gotta see what cupid say
Get out your stupid phase or find yourself where roots decay
Not in the mood today, you might cause a huge delay
Time is money like lil bitch, thats my future pay
Claiming its all love, gotta see what cupid say
Get out your stupid phase or find yourself where roots decay

Dawg I be speaking them facts
Lil shawty I'm beating her back
Got Wok in my 2-litre
All the power like Vegeta
Want the guap Velveeta
I ain't even have to cap
Imma don don't believe it you can read up on the Mak
Got a problem leave em sleeping when I beat em with a bat
All my ops get defeated all my demons on attack
If they thought this shit was easy imma teach em real fast
Steady reaching for the racks like I'm shopping up at Gucci
Fiending for the pack need the pot I'm smoking Blue Cheese
Sneak up on the rats pull the chopper out them dudes freeze
Team ain't never lacking we on lock without a room key
Keep a couple straps know I'm rocking with a toolie
Need a hunnit stacks want the profit all the loose leaf
Better cut the crap get the commas and the views g
I been running rap in my province they like who he
I got all this new heat, they gon need a cool breeze
I'm about to boot up on some mushrooms in the meadows
Ain't no time for groupies, cuz I got a true queen
Own a lot of shoes but imma put her in stilettos
All up on my routine, so I'm never losing
They ain't got a clue how hard I'm coming boy they gentle
Man my style be too clean, tied up like some shoestrings
This just what I do and ain't nobody on my level
I be out here shooting for the stars like woo
The ones in the roof of the car not the coupe
I'm coming for the loot and I'm armed to the tooth
I just stuck to my roots give a fuck about you
Better duck when I shoot had enough of your crew
Going buck in the booth what's new god damn
No luck in what I do I'm bout to put em through a loop
Know the youngin going stupid they can't do it like I do it, uh

Not in the mood today, you might cause a huge delay
Time is money like lil bitch, that's my future pay
Claiming its all love, gotta see what cupid say
Get out your stupid phase or find yourself where roots decay
Not in the mood today, you might cause a huge delay
Time is money like lil bitch, that's my future pay
Claiming its all love, gotta see what cupid say
Get out your stupid phase or find yourself where roots decay