OTW Video (MV)

My head is in the clouds it might be the smoke
And this shit hit so different took another toke
I got big bags on the way
Big bags on the way the way oh yeah
I don't need your help uncle sam
Imma run up all these commas with my fam
I got niggas who got niggas on the lamb
They can't afford to get caught get locked in the slam
It's a cold as world out here
Just because you got a bag don't mean problems disappear
But i rather go through it while i shine like chandeliers
Going through it like Mob E S P
I been marinating on the sauce
I made a recipe
Imma give it all that I got
Dropped them songs like i was prodigal
Locked myself up in a room and it was indigo
Far away I go
My head is in the clouds it might be the smoke
And this shit hit so different took another toke
I got big bags on the way
Big bags on the way the way ooo wee
Hot boxed the whip and me my wifey tweaked
I asked her if she want some food from up the street
She said what she wanted was right here in these seats
And that she didn't need to go inside to eat (Ooh)
Oo baby just breathe (Ooh)
Oo baby let me (Ooh) take care of your needs
It's a cold as world out here
Just because you got a bag don't mean problems disappear
But i rather go through it while i shine like chandeliers
My head is in the clouds it might be the smoke
And this shit hit so different took another toke
I got big bags on the way
Big bags on the way