Layaway Video (MV)

I was trynna chase a bitch but now I'm chasing my dreams
I been trynna chase a hit I wasn't chasing the lean
Fighting battles in my head I ain't no f*cking marine
Do it for the fam and everybody else on my team
I took a different route I knew I couldn't follow routine
The devil sending me a message now I know what I mean
I'm been trynna make a killing everynight I would scream
Cutting wit the blade mask off no Jason
If they sleeping on me know I'm Freddy Krueger waiting
F*ck a teacher teaching me to balance the equation
But my balance gon crazy when I finally make it
Now I read between them lines like I'm an annotation
Talk the talk don't walk the walk so you now you conversating
Devils still talking to me I'm becoming satin
Maybe cuz I'm grinding hard but I be losing patience
I was suicidal but I know you think I'm f*cking faking

Don't believe in god the devil knocking Ima let amen
Gotta pop for people that don't got no pop no pot to piss
I ain't popping yet but I got bars you think I'm popping shit
People judging on me ion talk cuz ion got defense
I know they don't understand the vision they just mocking it
Got the Presidential flow you know I go barrack in it
Make a hit then hit the lights the mic I'm fly I'm rocking it
I write a song then I record it don't know when I'm dropping it
Got the drive to get the green you lit but you ain't stopping it
I don't give a f*ck about the people that you plotting wit
Time is money lately ion even got the time to spend
Used to split a dollar at the candy shop like 50 cent
Nowadays I do a show then I go home with 50 bands
Flexing all them diamonds on my wrist nah that ain't making sense
Anxiety be coming everyday I'm trynna make amends
Look at all the people hating wishing hell up on me
I'm wishing I could make a dime no wishing well up on me
Write a line about the real no fishy smell up on me
Couple homies hit my line but they be hella phony
This a turtle race I know you see the shell up on me
When I wrote this shit I was feeling so low
Played my cards right no solitaire i'm solo
Should I be alive or die I really don't know
Record then I play it back I see like go pro
Hot like ima fever but I gotta cold flow
Barely getting paid off the shit I wrote so
Remember I was a balling trynna find a motherf*cking way to go pro
Demons calling I don't really even wanna talk about it no more

Make a way then take away it'll pay off no layaway, I get away I got the juice no minute Maid my flow give you Goosebumps I know that you been afraid
I wasn't born up on the block ain't selling weight
I'm so high I'm so fly I'm featherweight
I ain't cop out, I sped away
You rappers is all ass no cellulite I'm lit just like ima light
Telling everybody Ima do it now I know I'm hella right
They trynna box me didn't know that I hella fight
But hella write my songs now
And they telling me I gotta calm down
Everybody wanna come round but I'm so high I can't come down

Yeah
So fly today, so fly today, ima fly away
So fly today, so high today, no layaway
No layaway no layaway no layaway