Just hit my phone though
What's going on man
I just want to say first and for most thank everybody for the support
I ain't gone hold you too long because this beat man, yea,
Good Vibes Save Lives
So this particular song is called "Moody" this is for my wife
You know we're from Atlanta so when you tell a woman from Atlanta
That you want to do music
You know how that conversation go
So you know I took the time
Worked at it and now we bringing this product to you
And I also got a very very very talented guest, with me today
And we just gone let you know Hey you kept it a bean with me baby so now it's my turn
And you ain't got to be Moody
You ain't no Groupie
Just sit on your Throne
I know you want me home, but
I gotta make SONGS
Hmmm, and you ain't gotta be Moody, you ain't no Groupie, Just sit on your Throne
I know you want me home but
I gotta make SONGS
Top 5
You know this shit my passion, You know I get a high seeing you laughing
Showing my children how to move through the world so crafty
Man that shit get me so hype That I rub your feet at night Hmmm, we'll take a little flight
Talk about your life while I'm buying everything that you like
So just sit and chill cause I'm aiming for mills
I wanna give you everything so this
World can feel
What it's like when it's real,
From your toes to your ears
I love you
You held me down when I did you wrong and that shit was so
Sincere, so I wrote this here
Fuck them up Dutch
And you ain't gotta be Moody, You ain't no Groupie
Just sit on your Throne
I know you want him home, but
He gotta make songs
Gone fuck'em up, oh yea we talking to you this year, let's gooooo, Give it to em Dutch Give it to em Dutch, Give it to em Dutch
When I'm Moody
Don't speak to me
Baby just love on me
And I want you now
Feeling me down
Be all in my energy
Show me you into me
I need to feel it
Loving you giving me healing
Don't stop till my body just give in
If I show you I'm angry, please don't go astray
I just be in my feelings
But you what I'm needing
Don't hesitate, love me the same
How I'm feeling
The world is a game
Can't seem to get right
And it's making me tight
And I'm held up at night
Thinking when we gone fly and take off like a private plane
Me and you we just vibe the same
You taken my breath
Give all me till no more left
No pressure, cause you give back
I need
Time and some space cause this mind in a race
I'm battling demons and fighting with reason
No questions, it gets in the way
And the pressure hit hard when it comes to my fate
And you ain't got to be Moody, You ain't no Groupie
Just sit on your Throne
I know you want me (Him) home, but
I (He) gotta make SONGS