We Don't Video (MV)

Y'all don't hear me
Y'all won't feel me
Till a nigga stunt
Start acting like miss me
Call it what you want
I pick up on the tenth ring
Y'all don't really get me
Yelling out gimmie
This took everything
In me
Literally
We don't
Really need anything
You an enemy
Hope you don't think
I believe what you telling me
I

But now I'm switching
It
And now I got you really
Listening
Beat a different feeling
And i mix and make it intimate
Take my time with it
In increments
I feel limitless
My power unlimited
You limited
Like little kids
Got a big head
But won't let
You belittle it
Tell me that I'm cold
Ima tell you I'm the opposite
Tell me that I'm hot
Like
I'm jalapeno on a stick

Insane
Positive
Game like I modded it
Focus and precision
On my target
Then I lock it in
Paying my dues
So the profit
I'm pocketing
Paper like books
I'm a geek
Nerd
Novelist
Sick
Spit toxins
Villian
Comics
Everybody know me
Like I'm running for office
You won't see
My paper like they're
Classified documents
And
When they ask about it
I area 50 wanted it

Christopher Columbusing
The way they discovering
That I'm about my paper
And my plan
To be a publicist
If you wondering
I'm going in
Like I'm on punishment

Punches
To the gut
Try to stomach it
Oh yeah
Abstract moves
Getting crunches in

Chocolate chips

Got freckles
All on my skin
If she let me kill it
Ima murder all the evidence
Get away with shit
Because im
Never storytelling it

Once upon
A
Time
Didn't have a dime
To my name
Way before the fire
When a Nigga cried
In the rain
Now I'm getting high
Sunshine
Smile in my face
Now I'm on a cloud
Up up
Flying away
Made mom proud
When she saw me
Driving away
Foot on the gas
Baby boy
Grew up today
I don't gotta ask
Cause a Nigga making
A way
Money in a bag
Make hard to hear
What you say

Cash
Nigga all net
No bank

Splash
Nigga all net
No bank

Did the dash
Never crash
When I scrub
Paint
Too fast and mad
To be slow paced
Yeah
I'm a hare
In a snail race
Hair
Like a toupee
Hear
Like a ear aid

Yeah I'm on fire
Like I am flames
And I'm going up
Smoke
In a fireplace

You
Never wanted me broke
Only thing I had to fix
Was the broke me

I
Thought I was the problem
But the problem
Is that I thought
That it was me

Star from starving
At the table with my team
And We eating

If money ain't the topic
Then often
You won't hear me speaking