Having Fun

(album: I Am Mr. Mosely 2 - 2017)

Stinky stinky chinky
Teen in my hand I went blank from not blinking
A beam on the forty, can you blame me for not thinkin'?
Mind gone, this is my throne
Forty pointers in the watch, I can't tell time wrong
Pouring fives in the soda, bitch my mind gone
Yeah you fly but we in a different timezone
Hitting gates in Margielas is what I'm on
That Freddy Krueger strangle Judas with a python, I'm that rude
Boosie fade like I came from Baton Rouge, that too
Ten chains on, bitch my neck hurt, that cool
Shanaynay, Shanaynay, I'm 'bout to show you what this MAC do
Sheesh, all I wanted was the bankroll
Rob me, that's something that you ain't doing
Yeah you got a pint of Hi-Tech but it's Akorn, beat it
And shit fuck all the homies if I could leave it up to Beaver
I put Buddha on my neck, I tried to leave it up to Jesus
Traphouse jumping, you peep the snotty nosed kids in here
Drakeo the Ruler, call me mister sneak an F&N
Hoes say I'm heaven sent, I'm dope, I'm the man man, ugh

Tired of being calm
Man you niggas too old to be playing, you'll get hung
Come on bro, stop playing, yeah I'm the rapper with the gun
We aim for head then shoulders, you niggas know you better run
Now please don't take this personal, I'm just a nigga having fun

Tired of being calm
I'm 'bout to hop out and start smacking shit
Slid in a Jasky, I am not these other rappers bitch
Mister fucking Mosely, everybody know I'm packing steel
High on a beanstalk with Jack and Jill, that's rapper ill, ugh
Shit if we beefing let me know something
Shoutout to Harvard, them my niggas, they like to pour hundreds
Drakeo why you holding a draco, you 'bout to blow somethin'?
Broke ass niggas that be hating but never throw money
In Bathing Ape head to toe, I'm fresh out the jungle
Shanaynay, Shanaynay, just shut down the royal rumble
Lost my muscle in a tussle and came back busting
Ain't 'bout to peace treat nothing, that ain't up for discussion
Let's be real, they already know the deal
'Cause if I hit Bambino, your brains be laying in the field
Let's be real, they already know the deal
'Cause if I hit Bambino, your brains be laying in the field, ugh

Tired of being calm
Man you niggas too old to be playing, you'll get hung
Come on bro, stop playing, yeah I'm the rapper with the gun
We aim for head then shoulders, you niggas know you better run
Now please don't take this personal, I'm just a nigga having fun