Fuck Love Video (MV)

First you ask me what is love
I'm like "f*ck love "
Started begging for my trust
I'm screaming "f*ck trust"
I done bin through so much a broken heart it got me stuck
Can't express my love
Paranoid when off these drugs
Nonchalant as f..k
I stay in my feelings
I roll up
I ain't high enough
Ain't no getting back with me
I put my heart on a sleeve and get my feelings on the tee
Like my mind in a rage but my soul a live in a dream
4tm the dream team
007 some real shooters don't need a green beams
I keep pouring up the act couldn't stand the green lean
All I smoking is that berry gelato not green weed
I just popped out with twin glocks on my hip have you seeing things
N...as talking bout a stain ain't never shoot a thing
Never mentioning my stains or none of the stains a i seen
Yea you clutching on the glock but I get one in the brain
Dead souls keep on walking around my body while I'm sleep
Witches flying through the trees, oh that's some shit I seen
N...as left me in the dark
I had morning star dreams
Pain flowing in the breeze
Pop a ex when I can't sleep
Now I chilling with the theifs
Cuz been locked up for a couple weeks
I'm like damn he just got freed
Reminiscing in the Cadillac, hope I don't crash this jeep
I know lil bro play for keeps
Me and ogs still run the streets
Yea I been hustling for weeks
Could Move a pack for the cheep
You gone get smoked for some Js
Got a bag on your head, niggas know that shit laced
All these checks that we collect, it gotta go through chase
Crowd screaming SRT
But no this a STR-8
Ain't no testing me, you gone get smoked yo close range
Red eyes
Black key
Draeko on da side me
Pro mag full of red tips
Hope it don't miss a beat
I wan get back to the strip
He just push off half a cay
Eviction notice clear quick, once trap keep cooking up them beats
Two pots full of steam, white cheese in between
Having Escobar dreams
We at the top, mix act with tea
Aint no more stopping me, only run with double Gs
I still f..kin up the ps, on the block from nine, two three
Still be posted up with it
If I up I shoot to kill
I just dirty up the gun so I sell it to his boy
Like I living in the rack, we keep thowring up these Ls
Now he kicking it with God yea he cost that on himself
Aye, yea he cost that on himself
Now he kicking it with God yea he cost that on himself
First you ask me what is love
I'm like "f*ck love "
Started begging for my trust
I'm screaming "f..k trust"
I done bin through so much a broken heart it got me stuck
Can't express my love
Paranoid when off these drugs
Nonchalant as f*ck
Stay in my feelings
I roll up
I ain't high enough
Ain't no getting back with me
I put my heart on a sleeve and get my feelings on the tee
Like my mind in a rage but my soul a live in a dream