Mood

If my baby momma was a mood I'm second from homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one They ask me if I'm good I'm on the razors edge Karma take too long I want revenge now, while the taste is fresh They say that anger lingers and corrupts your soul Like all these rocks they throw, don't leave a mark And they don't take their toll I hate to see these snakes live to celebrate These crumbs at the table 'cause these worms didn't clean the plate A vicious cycle that we can't escape Contemplating squeezing on these triggers weigh the give and take Offended the audacity, they bold and fake Counterfeit, you counting it, you flopping like the NBA And that's some shit we can't authenticate The earth would be a better place if all you fuckers went away If my baby momma was a mood I'm second from homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one If my baby momma was a mood I'm second from homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one It's all good until you snap, waiving the strap With one in the dome, the day I don't think and just react Well then, I'll be wrong They pushing they prod, pressure applied I never reply Peppered shots, I just nod I brush them aside The sun in they eyes, they keep they distance To eclipse you They can't escape the gravity My presence is the issue You insignificant, retaliation has no benefits I'll hire you to help me build my empire, brick by brick Starring role in your own downfall, I know my mind is sick Vaccinated from those germs like y'all, I can't afford to slip For that moment that your mask fall off Already on defense Taking charge, stay in position while you on the bench Can't give an inch, vultures looking for an opening Don't try to take anything that's mine, stop provoking him Playing hopscotch, blind folded, on a mine You going to blow that shit Then everything I ever held back, you going to hold that shit If my baby momma was a mood I'm second from homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one If my baby momma was a mood I'm second from homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one