G.B.B.T Video (MV)

I'm slipping
Trying to get a grip
Trying to do my thing
But they're trying to contradict
They're bound to start hating
When you live luxurious
It takes some intellect to try to master your craft
Poetic justice for a swig of my past
Look back and just laugh
Blew a full stack on a jacket and bag
I never had a tag but the man with the juice
Cause if you were close to me
I'm to close to you
And that's just the, that's just the, that's just the truth
Cause courage ain't squat when you got a lot to lose
It's funny how they look when they step in my shoes
I got some big prints filled full of attitude
And I ain't a good kid
I can't even lie
I'm just another faulty angel fallen from the sky
I talked to the reverend he said
You're a good boy
But you're doing bad things
But you're doing bad things
Doing, doing bad
You're a good boy
But you're doing bad things
Why you doing bad things
Am I trying to stay pure or trying to be king
It's like corruption comes with all the right things
Damn
I guess we're doing bad things
I say it's hard to advance when you can't even cope
Like reverend told
You're doing bad things but don't give up hope
I'm sending you a letter no envelope
It's all in the bars
I got faith on my wrist but you rocking them scars
Bullet graze my chest but that bullet you installed
And you take it too far
And swing it for attention
While I'm chilling in the shadows
You're just trying to get a mention
While I'm fighting all my battles
Wishing I could get a pension
Cause I need out this trip
They want to watch me suffer until I bleed out and slip
But my instinct for survival
Got not a rival cause I'm living in the now
Stacking, meanwhile y'all are mean looking out
Moving on the prowl
I got a special girl now
Others at my door
Sure as hell ain't girl scout
I talked to the reverend he said
You're a good boy
But you're doing bad things
But you're doing bad things
Doing, doing bad
You're a good boy
But you're doing bad things
Why you doing bad things
Am I trying to stay pure or trying to be king
It's like corruption comes with all the right things
Damn
I guess we're doing bad things
I'm just chilling in my Gucci loafers
Melancholy mood so I dive in the potion
Dream of
Picasso painting when I'm older
Buenos noches
Desert Eagle in my holster
See if they notice
Ain't coming in the game just to see if they'll move over
And if there ain't enough space, don't say I haven't told you
Plus my ego needs some room
So I'm setting up the cheese and trapping you, you and you
Living low key so I'm nice y'all assume
But for all I care, get smoked by a nuke
It might be unfair but it's just the truth
And my gramps out of jail yeah, what's it to you
Brother licked clubs, it ain't really nothing new
My boy just got bail, phone blowing up in school
Rev the engine, vroom, vroom
Do you want to come see him?
That's onomatopoeia but I wouldn't want to be him
Then they hitting up my DM's like
Woah
You too good for a brother?
Straight you ain't been seeing
Chill homie
Frankly, I enjoy my freedom
Catch eyes, try not to greet him
Some shit that I been reading
All over twitter
And even on the papes
Now my brother trying to stick even all on some rape
And I can't even judge cause I've broken some legs
I guess we good kids
Doing bad things
Doing bad things
Doing bad things
Doing bad things