The Mood (feat. Joey Bada$$) - Smoke DZA

Yeah Mic check of the Gods, nigga Mic check of the Gods Yeah The shinin' represents the light that's in the darkness The diamond, y'all niggas ain't ready when I drop this The timin', remarkable and in alignment Anything is possible, I promise, yo I admit it, I was gone for a lil' minute It's like I lost my glow, yo, my inner light was dimmin' Now I got my mojo back, y'all don't know how to act I'm 'bout to blackout, I never back out Unless we talk or bringin' gats out And every show is packed out We bringin' cats out from South Africa to Glasgow I guess you could say I got this shit mapped out Now world domination 'bout the termination This is mumble rap extermination This is Godly interpolation This is that "Who your top five?" conversation Type of rap that fuck a Grammy nomination Type of rap that I'ma take 'em to my basement Bring it back, 'cause when it come to leavin' mics ablazin' I'm adjacent to that nigga Satan That ain't for debatin', no more time for wastin' Yeah, yeah, yeah The shinin' represents the light that's in the darkness The diamond, y'all niggas ain't ready when I drop this The timin', remarkable and in alignment Anything is possible, I promise Unstoppable if it's divinely guided I'm like Mahatma Gandhi mixed Muhammad Ali Trapped in a rapper's body Another old soul in every lifetime you find me My angels who surround me Niggas was frontin', now they all behind me Funny story how I beat the odds so oddly Funny how I dropped all these bombs so calmly Funny how I never found that shit, it just found me It just, yeah, yeah The shinin' (You know what I'm sayin'?) Somethings gonna happen in your life that is going To affect everybody's life for the good (For the good), for the good The shinin' represents the light that's in the darkness The diamond, y'all niggas ain't ready when I drop this The timin', remarkable and in alignment, yeah

Yeah I'ma make sure you hear me this time, mmh Yeah Using me to cover up a wound You need a Band-Aid, not a baby boo Uh, see, I let you get all around me So I hope that you got over that 'tude Yeah, didn't have to stop me in the fire, uh See, I would've been happy on the side, yeah And you didn't have to play all these games To lose me at the end of the day Shoot your shot, shoot your shot You ride the bench, I bet you lost, I could've boxed Now I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Said I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Boy, you should've... Oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now Didn't have to lay up, didn't have to stay up I would've been down, baby, no offense But oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now You've been using cheat codes, I gave you a free throw I would've been down, baby, no offense Baby, no offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense, no offense Now they ain't the only one you miss Had to pull up on you with the switch I had you get all on me So I'm hoping you can get over this Shoot your shot, shoot your shot You ride the bench, I bet you lost, I could've boxed Now I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Said I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Boy, you should've... Oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now Didn't have to lay up, didn't have to stay up I would've been down, baby, no offense But oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now You've been using cheat codes, I gave you a free throw I would've been down, baby, no offense (Baby, no offense) No offense (Baby, no offense) No offense (Baby, no offense) No offense, no offense (Ayy, ayy, ayy, Badmon) I ain't gon' hold you, girl, ain't gon' hold you No offense, but I could coach you, yeah, I could coach you Stick this D like I'm supposed to, like I'm supposed to She my shotgun and my holster Keep it on the down low, we ain't never do no poster Said she need a ring, I told her please don't get her hopes up You know I'm a player, baby, I might double cross you Step back and I fade away, I'm off, ayy When it come to ballin', swear I never took a loss, ayy Shoot your shot, shoot your shot You ride the bench, I bet you lost, I could've boxed Now I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Said I'm Dikembe with the block, yeah, with the block Boy, you should've... Oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now Didn't have to lay up, didn't have to stay up I would've been down, baby, no offense But oh, you should've told me I was only just a rebound Would've made the bounce-back easier for me, now You've been using cheat codes, I gave you a free throw I would've been down, baby, no offense Baby, no offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense, no offense (Skrrt, skrrt) Baby, no offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense (Skrrt, skrrt) No offense, no offense

The highs and the lows The highs, the lows I'm an emotional rollercoaster (ah) With highs so high, could put Bol Bol on a poster (mm) But when the bread get low like four loaves in a toaster Or the shoulders can get cold as ten toes in Nova Scotia Some days I hold a grudge, some days I Holy Ghost her Some days I just ghost her, some days I'm supposed to The crib feel like a gunfight, but them strollers, that's the holster (huh) We can make amends over old memes and mimosas My mama know I ain't make my bed, but I'ma lay in it Whether it's sandpaper, suede linen Whether I'm alone or Creole lady marmalade-ing it The same pajamas I was afraid in, I boogeyman slayed My blankets concealed my blade in it, emotional seesaw With two fat motherfuckers with strong knees in free fall (huh) It's cloudy with a chance of meatballs, I checked the weather I gave all my vices a call, let's get together To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs The friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs No need to hide disguises comin' down Go and get high, I promise you're comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (eyes on the road) And you feel your back's on the ropes (with your backs against the ropes) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (yeah, yeah) You're lost, and you're runnin' out of hope (you're runnin' out of hope) Lookin' for the best way to cope (for the best ways to cope) Just know we all been there before (we all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (badmon) I was feelin' lifeless, I had to cut my vices (I had to) Now the feelin' that I feel is priceless In the spirit, want me to be righteous But I know I might just relapse, get sucked in these devices Got so used to feedback, I couldn't tell what mines is (word) Sometimes all the outside noise just really blinds us Beware (facts), believe none of what you see and half of what you hear (right) The best things in life on the opposite side of fear I swear I see it clear, like after the storm Still, you can't stop the rain like the Loose Ends' song My word is bond like James, yo, I couldn't complain (nah) 'Cause even when I did, niggas really couldn't feel my pain (uh) That's the type of shit to drive a nigga insane Wanna be numb, now your thumb back flickin' the flame Back to square one, tryna overcome what you became Like they was right, I guess you're never gon' change, I guess you never gon' When it's hard to keep your eyes on the road (your eyes on the road) You start to feel your back on the ropes (your back 'gainst the ropes) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) You're lost, and you're runnin' out of hope (and you're runnin' out of hope) And you lookin' for the best way to cope (the best way to cope) Just know we all been there before (we all been there) You gotta take the highs with the lows (the highs with the lows) To talk about the highs and lows, the ups and downs The friends that I had to hide to come around They told me that I knew you'd always come around Come around, come around, come around, come around To work out the highs and lows, the ups and downs (the ups and downs) No need to hide disguises comin' down (comin' down) Go and get high, I promise you're comin' down Comin' down, comin' down, comin' down, comin' down Buck, buck, buck, brr, Chano Chance The Rapper, Josif Badmon (yes, yes) You done know this Big up to the youth dem All the youth dem worldwide (all the youth dem are the truth dem) Yes, and the most high, praise the most high Chano Fuck Mussolini with his dead ass Fuck, fuck, fuck

Bitch, I'm really really out for blood this time, look (no, really) Woo (man, what?) I just came back for the win Lot of new money in my hand Go and tell a friend to tell a friend They say success is the best revenge Heard they was sleeping again, say it no more This is a rude awakening, kick in the door Back and I'm badder than ever before Don't get it mistaken, I'm ready for war I see the opps and I'm upping the score I catch a body then jump in the Porsche Follow the coroner back to the morgue Take the sheet off and I kill 'em some more When I am done at the scene, I won't leave anything You won't even know who was involved Don't let me do it, 'cause I over do it And do it 'til I cannot do it no more All of the doubters, I'm proving them wrong Back with a classic, I know it's been long Heard they was missing me while I was gone I smell a victory, back up on top and it's where I belong Like it ain't shit to me, we making history Fought through the misery, weathered the storm Can't let them get to me, no weapon formed Shall prosper, R&B bitches all over my roster Bitch, I got options, I keep a chopper (woo) Right on the dresser next to the Oscar Applying pressure, somebody stop us (woo) Applying pressure, somebody stop us Run in my casa, gon' need a doctor Gon' need a doctor, gon' need a (what?) I just came back for the win (man, what?) Lot of new money in my hand Go and tell a friend to tell a friend They say success is the best revenge I just came back for the win (yeah) Lot of new money in my hand Go and tell a friend to tell a friend They say success is the best revenge (woo) So now they on my body Made it to the top, ain't no way that they could stop me now, now They gon' say I joined the Illuminati I got demons all around me, tell me what they know about me, ha (what?) I just came back for the win Lot of new money in my hand Go and tell a friend to tell a friend They say success is the best revenge (hands up) I just came back for the win Lotta new money in my hand Go and tell a friend to tell a friend They say success is the best revenge

My comeback Millzie I got you Al-Doe I don't know what the word pressure mean BBN Winter coming, we bring them furs out Sky trip in the Aspen, we smoking girl scout No service, money's my whole purpose They talk to you, run down on em like why you nervous They rap about guns homey, I'm rappin with the gun on me Ask them niggas in Atlanta how we movin You know the price, black Rubicon Rover white Double box vacuum seal We send the move at night Ah, who your favorite again, who? I'm probly on his playlist, raw cones I'm faded We break Nobel, make fully regular Spice market spin up, this way ahead of ya Just me and my bitch They seen this one we dippin by Stumbling the kiss and fly I really did whatever my pimp say Rest in peace Vito, esperito Puente Dog And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any Kush got bitch Ride Straight out the trenches Use to play the Benjies, the OGs showed interest Real nigga Pedigree, not a blemish Law of attraction rob off on anybody I link with Uh, I'm blessed to be distinguished Before you get that guy to think rich Most these niggas on some think shit It's my duty to get it I'm truly the freshest, sliding hoes out of beauty in Essex Why you stressin? Block nigga, call him Tetris Never left the hood, tryna tell me what success is And just like the game appears Everything you had lined up, you watch it disappear And there go the pressure, creepin on yo ass You call yourself tryna build but life is moving fast And now you stackin as a nigga using dope Sleep standing up but you really wide awoke And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any Yo yo Smoke something bitch Uptown All praises due to the father You lil niggas service is fucked, step your bars up Foreign boy, I'm too fly for a charging Rubber band and Benjamins, rolling jelly jars up Hard luck is all we had Now it's lobster like we garliced up Vegetable rice butter with partial cups Halfway full cause we halfway gone Repentin all of our sins cause for all we was wrong But never regrettin shit, we sayin none of these songs Short patience for sucka shit so I roll mine long It's a work out to finish my blunts, I smoke that strong And I love a Spanish girl that love her throat to be warm McCall poke her over the block I just supply the guap and let my nigga run the spot I clean cut with visions and being filthy To my daughter I'm daddy, to these rappers I'm father Millzie Amen And as I take another hit I wonder if I could get any And as I take another sip I wonder if I could drift any And as she takes another sniff She prolly feel like she'll never get any