Hoe Video (MV)

For the rest of the song imma call this girl hoe
Cause I don' t really f*ck with her no more
Oh, yah, Started back in high school
She was so cool and never no fool
Saw my Dreamville shirt and she know Cole
Hoe liked revenge, said that shit so cold
My friend, we call that dramatic irony
She really loved to rap and that inspired me
To ask her out, my house
"You down to be?"
She replying yes, aight bet, I got time to clean
Can't believe she like real rap, and not crap, the last of a dying breed
Get back home, my dome full of ideas
Write a soulful song and hope she see it
I really can't be blatant just in case she really hates it
So I make it bout no one, and I fake it

Hoe got me locked down
Hoe got me locked down
Hoe got me locked down
Hoe got me locked down

So I drop the song and the shit poppin
Real shocking didn't think it'd get real rockin
Hear a ring at the door, and a girl knockin
Pressed up against the window with her full noggin
So I jog to the door and I see that it's hoe
And she's mad I suppose
But I'm glad that she's close
So I go to let her in
Hubris of a veteran
Cocky like better hen
Turns out she's the heroin
Why she got a real ass gat strapped to her back
And a mac 11
Is she here to attack?
So I go to step back and blah goes her damn gun and my glass crack
Oh crap
Running up the stairs with my hands on my hair
And the sounds in my ears are rounds coming near
Then one lands, and I can't stand
Oh shit man

This is what I get for getting with that said her that said her favorite song by eminem gotta be Kim
I guess I did this to myself and can't blame anybody else
Wasn't seeing all the signs like I'm blind
She thought I made the song about her mortal enemy
Emily
Oh my god I can see how one might perceive but jeez I mean all of this shit seems kinda f*ckin extreme
Hoe I'm begging on my knees and I plead
Please pull over the jeep
Let me see the keys
I will just take us up the street
We don't even need to speak
Praying up to G help me
She hated emily cause we used to date way back in the day
In ninth grade
I didn't know it caused disdain in the brain
And the pain weighed a shit ton
But shit, hon

Thank the lord im abouta be saved
Thank the motherf*cking lord
Thank the lord im abouta be saved
Thank the motherf*cking lord

I hear multiple steps walking to the back of the car and their in a discussion
Hoe ain't running which gotta mean something
I'm yelling at the top of my lungs
(Help i'm in the trunk)
Then i hear a pop and I stop
Oh my god let this please be a motherf*ckin cop
I can't believe my eyes
This really what I see?
Hoe and Emily and they formed a superteam