Sade's Mood

She getting cozy with the costa norsta Can't understand her sound like her nose stuffed That Mary got her soul stuck Substance controlled cups around in flux Ain't in too pushing pills I been too busy pushing my luck Seent a turnt back up close less trust more emotionless Still can be yo ob n attend to yo ovaries If you spit facts get it over with I'd rather be front row counting the A's with my Oakland chick That doge was always posed to hit Who knew them coins could turn to chips had me like tyreke out here spinning dips Word of mouth them the lips that lead to splits take mine n be out don't even trip Smoking a plane constructing the plan Never pillow talk cuz call if I'm stuck in a jam Studied xyz like a professor in chem But I'm too old to be watching my back n wondering who my mans Intuition on target like trained archer My lana kane drop me off at departure Right before she had me pick between swatches Gotta redecorate everytime I leave the beat a carcass This rendition was a Premonition And you can't even promise yo listeners you living realistic I had bars way before I was legal to enter So many flows to remember you might leave with dementia Tagged in posts I liked the mention Mild sauce shawty I tell em drench it Used to walk to cinema 8 hoping I leave with kisses This type of thinking need to be kept inside Petri dishes Under the microscope like sneaky business