My Reflection Video (MV)

Me with a mic is like thanos with all the stones
Got the 40 on my waist cause I'm gone Make It home
Early mornings doing numbers on my Trap phone
I was really in the field like James Jones
I always knew I would bubble
I'm prophetic
Niggas sugar coating shit like I won't kill a Diabetic
How You hating but you want to be just like me it's pathetic
You ain't Never killed shit
If you ain't step how you a stepper
Niggas say whatever just to come off slick and Clever
Times of danger substantial niggas hold It together
It's Genocide like I don't want to kill but I will
Before I let you back door me
I'm orchestrating a kill
Heres a secret I dont got no opps cause they dead
I never beefed with the real
Don't let that go over your head
Last of a dying Breed
Pushed out in 93
I'm cancerous you niggas don't want smoke with me
You can't chill with me
If you ain't real as me
I don't care about your money
That don't make you a G
I Don't care about your clothes
That don't mean shit to me
Cause even hoes wear designer
That don't mean you a rider
Just cause you in beef that don't mean you a slider
Just cause you kill a fly that don't make you spider
Let that marinate these niggas be Fresh
But you ain't Violent
All that Capping
I extract It
Playing chess move silent
Oh you a stepper you be stepping
Never stepped in this direction
My pockets getting swole your shit looking Anorexic
When it's on I bring the pressure
Whoever when and wherever
You the realist nigga ever
I'm talking to my reflection
Gangsters born not made It's got to be in Your essence
Never told on nobody
Never folded under Questioning
When it's on I bring the pressure
Whoever When & wherever
You the realist nigga ever
I'm talking to my reflection
You can't tell me I ain't really live It
My family tree is full of G's but I won't get specific,
The new king of the north
Play & ya head comin off
Step to the Gang and u lost
U Powder coke Lor niggas is soft
I got It Lit so now I'm talking my shit
Dummy I'm the highlight like ESPN
I came so far , Did so much so young
12 12s stuffed with drywall,but let me hush
If It ain't substantial I ain't gon sweat It
I'm like the new Pac gotta call me Guapoveli
Hit 12 plays like that nigga R Kelly
You must wanna die cause It seems like you ready
I never hated niggas motion
I just went and got my own
You can't Derail me
Stop me
Or knock me off my throne
Fake Love is always showing
That animosity growing
I see It but should I stop
F*ck that " keep going "
My Hustle It never stop
Really had to hug the block
Really never made a statement
Really had to buss my Glock
But they don't want me on top
They rather support the rats
Don't care how much money got
Once you snitch that's a wrap
I can never fold
Always stand on business
Every time
Continuous wit the grind
Ima shine
They don't want you doing better than them
But they won't admit the shit
Jealousy for hoes
You Pussy I see your clitoris
Oh you a stepper you be stepping
Never stepped in this direction
My pockets getting swole your shit looking Anorexic
When it's on I bring the pressure
Whoever when and wherever
You the realist nigga ever
I'm talking to my reflection