Colt Video (MV)

All I know is how to live in the moment
Take away the pain I mix up a potion
You don't know what you don't know
Wish her well then I let her go
Made a scene at the Fendi store
Mind deep like ocean
And she just run on emotion
Believe in all the wrong notions
Tired and stuck in the motions (in the motions)
Stuck on being stuck
Out of luck stuck up in a rut
Mama look I ran the money up
Lightning like zeus I'm in the cut
No runner up always come in first yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Mama look I ran the money up
No cap, No runner up
Always come in first
All my feelings in a double cup
Lavish vices be the curse
Colt for the demons, put em in a hearse
Don't need no reason, in my lane won't make a turn
Mama look I ran the money up
Chasin' peace and VVS's on my neck
Fake love in fast cars to make up for the hurt
Back together with the exes in my texts
Bad decisions in my head still got me Feelin' like I'm next
Fam before the bag but we gon' spend it make it last
Don't worry about it make it right back
Know I only chase a check
Only paisa power sex
Got a Goddess in my bed
Craving higher states instead
Stuck on being stuck
Out of luck stuck up in a rut
Mama look I ran the money up
Lightning like zeus I'm in the cut
No runner up always come in first yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Mama look I ran the money up
No cap, no runner up always come in first
All my feelings in a double cup
Lavish vices be the curse
Colt for the demons, put em in a hearse
Don't need no reason, in my lane won't make a turn
Mama look I ran the money up
No it's not about the bags
Bout how you make it last
Ain't no CC paid in cash
Iced out noose up on my neck
Slave to the lust the way she throwin' it back
Pills and being bougie, that's her fix for a laugh
Feel the wind when I be cruising with my foot on the gas
Getting nowhere fast
Feel like I'm stuck on being stuck
Out of luck stuck up in a rut
Mama look I ran the money up
Lightning like zeus I'm in the cut
No runner up always come in first yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Mama look I ran the money up
No cap, no runner up always come in first
All my feelings in a double cup
Lavish vices be the curse
Colt for the demons, put em in a hearse
Don't need no reason, in my lane won't make a turn
Mama look I ran the money up