Siccem' Video (MV)

Aye, aye, Speero, close the door, GVO
Go against the odds where the gold, I don't want the bronze
But I won't ever be too rich to overlook the pennies, like the harder way, don't try to tempt me
On my road to glory brought me back in the game
Ima be the same nigga without the diamonds on my chain
Rolling 3.5 like my GPA, but she give me brain
Grab the Trojan in LA, she treat me like I'm Bronny James
Can't say no name, she love Mr. VO and Beyonce
And we done did hella shit that's beyond say
Every verse I drop is they favorite saying like how Bron say
No entourage bae, I'm with the VO, don't mistake us for the mob bae
I'm not a preacher, but these blessings came from God's Very Own
Don't wanna see my dog running in homes
Just talked to my dog, I told him wait till we all on
I'm tryna stand on billions, don't wanna sit up on the throne
Mind your business, get your own or go get a loan
Too much Votion told twin that we need flip phones
Leaf just sent the beat, he said Ceej keep on flowing
Just like this rapper weed, Ima keep on growing
And before I blow, I need a fee that's gon keep on blowing
Yeen never seen 50k, I blow that shit up in a day
F*cking up the money like I love it, 50 shades of gray
Can't afford that pussy, in her bed talking 'bout layaways
She think about me, catch a flight, told her Ima day away
In the future never tell them niggas put them Dracs away
Killing niggas over shit I know I can make in a day
Formed an allegiance at 13, I skipped 12, we don't deal with Jakes
In 12th grade the whole world changed, my generation was the senior prank
My cousin in that jam no forks or knives he using shanks
Ceej the captain of the ship, you cross him hop the plank
Niggas catching stain, just to up they rank
I'm running from the devil with the reaper to the bank
If she bake me a cake, we could go to Turks and Caics
Me and my G's locked, because this life ain't safe
Bought an Acura still manifesting a Wraith
And a crib with a lake, spin moving all the hate
Trying to right my wrongs
Young nigga asking Ceej if he really write his songs
I know the next generation listening, they can write my wrongs
But I can't, because I live with no regrets
Classes AP, I dropped out, went Audemars Piguet
Audemars Pi-, all up on my
You know I'm floating down this lazy river, fool tryna chase the liquor, fat boy for real
Oh shit, a nigga feel the ripple, baby come beside me
I start grabbing on her nipple, man I told her take my cell, I ain't wanna have sickle nights
We was down to Brickle seeing all the artwork, but I'm tryna put our art first
I'm tryna make the clock work, I'm balling out, I disperse from the whole world, just because of a girl
But I'm in the river jaded, in the river faded
Thinking 'bout putting you down in all of my pages
A wordsmith at heart, no I ain't the type to rage quit
I'm picking things apart then I come out the greatness
Do what's for your heart, they might call you the fakest
They sitting on the couch, and I'm sitting for the latest, I've been packing in amounts and I feel like I'm aging, partially ain't with the Lord, I feel it's just amazing
How you can feel that energy from 'em when you really caged in
Down in the battle with satan, I started flaking
Memories of having this patience had revelations
Changes riding on temptations, how I deal with em
Gon' bop your head nigga, that's that still rhythm, I'm a dog man, the label told me I can siccem'
I'm a dog nigga, GVO nigga