Moody lyrics

[Intro: Kyle Richh & Iffy Foreign]
Yes!
Damn, like, love so real but this feel so fake
Glaow
(Damn), Damn, (Damn)

[Verse 1: Iffy Foreign]
Baby you got the key to my heart, I be lovin' your face when I'm with you on Facetime
In the party, I'm grabbin' your waistline
Back to the room, yeah, I don't wanna waste time
But you be playin with me in my face and I be goin' through it all by myself
You takin' advantage of the way I loved you so you won't this to nobody else
Like, they put a battery pack on your back and I gotta through this all on my own
Because I don't got nobody else, another heartbreak under my belt (Zoe, what up?)
Like, I be hatin' the way that I feel, worst pain anybody ever felt
And I keep this sh*t all to myself, nobody could get it even if I tell
Wait, I think that name ring a bell
If you gonna f*ck me, don't go and tell
Cause I got a lover I wanna maintain, I hate when I cheat that sh*t put me through hell
Damn, why the f*ck I'm goin' through all this sh*t and I'm only nineteen?
How the f*ck, they need to up this beat
Perc in my soda, heart on my sleeve

[Verse 2: Kyle Ricch]
Fell in love with the 'ussy
I forgot, like, you gotta remind me
Pass me the cup wit' a [?]
Like if it's Whitney, don't pass me the bottle
Friday night took a trip to [?]
We gettin deady tonight
Pop me a thirty, I might
Like, wocky, mix it with sprite
Come here, lingerie, I told her take it off
6, 12 and the booty is soft
sh*t got a jiggle when she try to walk
Nobody but us, (like), we do not care about them (like what)
f*ck the war, we not makin' amends
I got your back all the way til the end
[Verse 3: Iffy Foreign]
Talk to me about how you feel on the daily
Like, where the f*ck I'm going wrong?
I don't know, I be feelin' like you really hate me
Like, why the f*ck would you go and betray me?
Damn, like how did my baby carrying my baby go and do me crazy?
f*cked up, I never thought you would play me
Fake love, you only tried to persuade me
Damn, fighting these demons all up in my attic got me feeling lazy
Tired of n*ggas tryna play me
Like, in a struggle, n*ggas movin' shady
That money sh*t don't really faze me
I want your body, praises, and affection
All in my phone tryna see who I'm textin'
I know you love me, I get the message
Damn, it's certain sh*t that you do that'll push a n*gga far away
[?] it once that he never took you on a date
No food, n*ggas fake, put a [?] on my plate

[Verse 4: Kyle Richh]
n*ggas hatin', I cannot relate, tried to push up he got put in a grave
Off a addy, I'm feelin' awake
Like, I know the feelings is fake
(Only live once so I gotta live up to my name)
I'm really KR Da G
They gonna hate, it's a part of the game
Jealousy come with the fame
They gettin' money, we doing the same
Life too short, so I can't give a f*ck
What, I been a G since young
She my type if she pretty and fine
Brownskin, I'm in love with the melanin
I can't f*ck if she killing the vibe
[Verse 5: Iffy Foreign, Kyle Richh]
(Pop a 30 so I can be high)
Think about life so I look up at the sky
Like, why I lost so many guys?
Like, why I'm losin' all the love?
Walk a mile in my shoes, n*gga, then you could judge
Like, brodie might spin with a slug
If you talkin' on any n*ggas that we love
Backdoor, [?] no you cannot get next to me
Watchin' my body tryna get my recipe
Damn, when I feel like the better me
Old me never knew how to adapt
Smilin', when I'm lookin' in your face, but deep deep down I be feelin' so sad
Like, can you tell me what it is about me
Love so hard, baby why you attached?
I wanna run up a bag
I put you first, don't you put me in last
Sometimes I try to put pressure, but I don't want to be seen as a fiend
I done seen how I put you in Celine
f*cked up n*gga, don't think that I'm mean

[Outro: Kyle Richh]
I got rich being mean
Like, why the f*ck would I change
These n*ggas want me to rage
I'm tryna crash, I don't care 'bout the fame (Zoe, what up?)
Like I got rich off of pain
sh*t don't be feelin' the same
They don't want me to succeed
But, I'm really KR Da G