Bowman Primary Video (MV)

(Hey Danteee!)
Yeah, snapping on this bitch when I'm recording,
Rappers who my sons, I think they shoulda been abortions,
I'm the only one to get it going, keep the motion,
I'm the one gon make the city known, put Cinci in whole focus,
My drip something like a Roadman's
Yeah
Aye
If you come from where I come from you'd remember back in Bowman
I was, a little big, a little bloated
Should've focused on my protein
Now a youngin passing drinks to bitches toasting
You remember me
I got the shine, became a star, started my legacy
I'm on the grind, been going hard, let no one get to me
They tryna grind down on my heart, that's out of jealousy I know it
They hate from a far and they gon talk, just bark bout bullshit
F*ck wit a Kosinski, I could fly you out to Poland
And my bitch tore her apart, they put my shawty on expulsion
If I'm speaking on my part, these pussies always gonna find a way to run from ya
Yuh
They gon lie and then the real truth ain't gon matter
They gon run to the fed's, claim you a attacker
Tried to take way all of my friends, that bitch a backstabber
Tried to take way all of my homies off yo deceit and yo lies
The only thing that shit showed me is which friends is really mine
I'm moving on wit my life
I'm going on to greater things and that's what breaks at they mind
What forms the tears in the eyes
Yuh
Used to say these beats would sound like sum out Mario Kart,
Use to say that i'd be nothing cause i'm chiefing my cart,
That whole time when you was slutty tryna speak on my part,
Tryna be in my arms, more like putting me in harms way
I cant wife a hoe and make that bitch my shawty
You belong to the streets, yo ass a thotty
Moved on to a goofy, damn, we really Kim and Kanye
Opps know I got choppas right beside me
F*ck about a harms way,
I go Neo, bullet timing,
I slow down time and f*ck up the timeline
I'm the main play, they keep you on the sidelines
Get a tray, he want beef, I'll serve em Five Guys
Five shooters they all posted in the van
She got hooters, she got boobies, she got yams,
I got money i got za and I got bands, what else we need, you should pull up and bring a friend wit ya
Yeah, snapping on this bitch when I'm recording,
Rappers who my sons, I think they shoulda been abortions,
I'm the only one to get it going, keep the motion,
I'm the one gon make the city known, put Cinci in whole focus,
My drip something like a Roadman's
Yeah
Aye
If you come from where I come from you'd remember back in Bowman
I was, a little big, a little bloated
Should've focused on my protein
Now a youngin passing drinks to bitches toasting
You remember me
I got the shine, became a star, started my legacy
I'm on the grind, been going hard, let no one get to me
They tryna grind down on my heart, that's out of jealousy I know it
They hate from a far and they gon talk, just bark bout bullshit
F*ck wit a Kosinski, I could fly you out to Poland
And my bitch tore her apart, they put my shawty on expulsion
If I'm speaking on my part, these pussies always gonna find a way to run from ya
Yuh
They gon lie and then the real truth ain't gon matter
They gon run to the fed's, claim you a attacker
Tried to take way all of my friends, that bitch a backstabber
Tried to take way all of my homies off yo deceit and yo lies
The only thing that shit showed me is which friends is really mine
I'm moving on wit my life
I'm going on to greater things and that's what breaks at they mind
What forms the tears in the eyes
Yuh