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burga - mood lyrics

yeah
look
say my name
(burga)
thank ya
okay
look
look here
yeah
yeah

run up that bag and fall back
that’s been my mood
so if that money don’t call me
then i don’t move (nah)
keep them n+ggas out my business
they broke
ain’t got nun to lose
i done f+cked the baddest b+tches
don’t brag
i got nothing to prove
that ain’t nothin we should talk about
i been gettin money
that ain’t nothin for me to talk about
you got me confused
i don’t understand what you talkin bout
we got two different views
if it ain’t money
then what we talkin bout
ion wanna talk about it

ya left ya problems at the crib
granny house ran down
stopped stashin money in the mattress
when the house burned down
stopped chasin hoes
when i was broke
they got the right one now
these n+ggas rats
hit the corner store
and watch them mice run round
put you in my business
and you told it (why you do that)
the last thing you posed to do
was put them hoes in it (forreal)
i dont mind you gettin in yo feelins
just control it (control it)
but na you dead to me
and im goin leave you decomposin
im off that old sh+t
no mo grudges
had to let it go
cause its my fault
you couldn’t tell it
if i ain’t let you know (i ain’t tell you)
it cost to make mistakes
and i already know (yeah i knew that)
charged it to the game
it’s on my credit score
that’s on my credit score
lost a whole lot of friends
due to pillowtalking (whatchu did)
sit that money in the attic
na the ceiling talking (shh)
one more stack
and imma cave in
sold a 50 pack at the days inn

run up that bag and fall back
that’s been my mood
so if that money don’t call me
then i don’t move (nah)
keep them n+ggas out my business
they broke
ain’t got nun to lose
i done f+cked the baddest b+tches
don’t brag
i got nothin to prove
that ain’t nothin we should talk about
i been gettin money
that ain’t nothin for me to talk about
you got me confused
i don’t understand what you talkin bout
we got two different views
if it ain’t money
then what we talkin bout
ion wanna talk about it

ball and get money
like the carolina’s tar heels (yeah)
if you talkin money
imma listen
i’m all ears (i’m listening)
i ain’t even trynna f+ck her
when i call her (watchu doin)
i use her for her bank account
i’m exchangin the small bills
i’m paintin a picture
let me ill+strate (yeah)
makin moves
when i step
i make the ceiling shake
i can break the rules
i’m michael jackson
in the thriller tape
all these dead people
i can flex
but i been chillin lately
when i’m inna building
i own it
like i do real estate
i know that money
i’m related to it (i’m familiar)
conversation bout money
i’m divin straight into it
talkin down motivated me
that sh+t made me do it
close my eyes
got to my dreams
you never made it to em
you havin nightmares
trynna blame it on me
you in competition
but ain’t gaining on me
we done fell out
like you fainted on me
these diamonds wet
like its raining on me

run up that bag and fall back
that’s been my mood
so if that money don’t call me
then i don’t move (nah)
keep them n+ggas out my business
they broke
ain’t got nun to lose
i done f+cked the baddest b+tches
don’t brag
i got nothin to prove
that ain’t nothin we should talk about
i been gettin money
that ain’t nothin for me to talk about
you got me confused
i don’t understand what you talkin bout
we got two different views
if it ain’t money
then what we talkin bout
ion wanna talk about it

- burga lyrics

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