The Mood

LYRICS

Chorus
The Mood ain't right if u tryna jump quick
Into all the sex, cuz you aint earned shit
Please move slow, Cuz she aint want it yet
This relationship ends, another one begins

Verse 1
So here it go, steady living virgin
Aint grown yet, Saw a girl on the net
Now its frienship, Request to accept,
He wanna play the game now,
Thnx 4 the add,
He wanna know the name now,
Easy goin convo
Its like its love at first sight,
To him at least,
To her its a lonely night
Their both shortsighted
Like 2 birds in cage,
Limited to what to do,
Limited to what to say,
Beyond a screen,
That blinds your eyes w. lies
Cuz beyond the net, the cowardness
in real life, always arrives,
Always too late, and NEVER on time
It's just like prostitution
Another day another dime
So we keep it movin,
Lookin at pics, thinkin hes found the one,
Keep in mind, that all he wants to do is get some
Posting pics of himself shirtless,
Mirror in the background,
Phone in the right hand,
Getting ready for sunday service
And yea so many have done it,
So why not him? Problem is,
If hes lookin for a girl,
Why post that pic?
It's just like prostitution
I digress, yall seen the male traits
But you ain't seen shit yet

Chorus

Verse 2
Another flock to attend
Another party begins
She got a text
Her girlfriends said
These guys wanna get her sexed
Beer pong, marijuana, pills, ecstacy
the test for this time around,
Just like that movie kids,
Wasn't it a minute ago
When she was talkin to that kid,
The conversation had them blissed,
And now shes onto this,
But she can't resist
The lifestyle she lets persist
Thinkin this is really it
And not another one exists
All this time im thinkin where is her mom,
Where are the women,
What is the plan
The one layed down for her
And Where is that man?
All she thinkin is
where is the cash, the fame, fortune,
Louis viton purses, Where is the glam
Everything material, stood right by her
Some like the finer things in life
She thinks the linens finer,
All the time spent on the net,
Photoshopping pics,
Tryna frame the perfect image,
In turned framed her of her image
And now shes in a dark room
With that boy she met,
Same story, same path
Cuz now they in bed,
But before the night is over
If the mood is right please
Just reach over n hit the lights please

Chorus

verse 3
I was in the mood,
Everything felt right for me
Thought i had the right girl
Thought i had the right story
Told her my hopes and dreams
Everything i oughtta to be
But sometimes it never ends up
Being what u you wanna see
I tried to kick game
Top of the world swag
Instead she kicked me to the curb
Time to pack my bags,
Dont want to hear none of that
I'm Just a waiter pickin up a tab
At the end of the day
Her love was just a fad
You can't shape a person, known fact
It's my fault for tryna do that
But what's sad, is more males
will try to do that
That's why we lose the woman
And try to gain one back
This relationship ends, another one begins

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