T.M.P Thriving Must Pay - Mood Killa Lyrics

If I pull up unannounced
Imma drop on em'
If you talk about my clique
Imma stomp on em'
If you walk up on my block
Imma pop on em'
I got no hesitation
Pull the Glock on em'

I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm not like you cause I'm way more realer

If I pull up unannounced
Call the cops on me
V.I.P far from the crowd
With dope clothes on me
If I'm talking to your girl
You're coming home lonely
You hate me but respect me
The f*ck is wrong with it?

La-Di-Da-Di we came to f*ck the party up
Got masseuses waiting in my lobby bro
Happy endings cause I got no stress (No stress)
Earn my stripes, now I'm dropping checks (Hmmm)
Making news, always making news (Hmmm)
Cannot lose, winning attitude
Spoke to G.O.D, he thinks that I'm blessed
Count my Rachel Green, never on a break (Hmmm)
I can make it better in a day
Extra zeros cause I'm always overpaid
And I'm getting traffic since I cameback from L.A
Every drop is classic, got new projects on the way
On the way, on the way, text your girl my ETA
That's the five star pussy, on the run like GTA
Stepdad flow, I'm a bad motherf*cker
Better go to your room, you will learn when you are older

I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm just like you but I'm way more realer

If I pull up unannounced
Imma drop on em'
If you talk about my clique
Imma stomp on em'
If you walk up on my block
Imma pop on em'
I got no hesitation
Pull the Glock on em'

Born, Born, Born ready
Everybody wanna be the one
They looking all pretty
Imma make you lose your bitch
And make you look heavy
Got a black belt under my waist
And she holds it, oh steady
Ain't no way, she says: Ain't no Way
Never see a caterpiller, oh, move this way
Imma always stay fly, cause they're blown away
But they never smile when they see me cause they now Imma prey
They say: ''You better fix your attitude, you're so condescending''
''Way you move around, talking loud, acting real offensive''
I say - bitch you outta mind don't tempt me
Only got money on my mind and nobody can stop me
Ain't no realer, you are looking at the realer
I'm the dopest, go tell your dealer
If you hopeless, come feel the thriller
I'm the climax and you are the filler

I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm the good mood killa (Good mood killa)
I'm not like you cause I'm way more realer

If I pull up unannounced
Imma drop on em'
V.I.P far from the crowd
Imma stomp on em'
If I'm talking to your girl
Imma pop on em'
I got no hesitation
Pull the Glock on em'