Midget & Jason Video (MV)

The windshield wipers rhythmic, soul soothing
Hoes choosing
I figured it
Got my phone jumping like it need Ritalin
I'm jumping through lanes experiencing whiplash
Hydroplaning
If this whip crash, the wake gone be filled with joints
We sent home with a milk stache
Knock on lumber
I ain't trying to punt the bucket quick
Cuz I seen dedication, turn a bucket to a cutlass
To a Cullinan, see
I'm running and gunning
Funding what's bringing funds in
Can't refrain from the funk
We bring pain in abundance, live from the inner city
Pockets kin to biggie
Don't pop it, twin them with me
A spit 50, then spend 50 in the clink
And won't let me spend a 50
Off the love scrap, I send my love back
Ain't no brothers down bad send for jiggs and I ain't tug back
I seen prom queens turned to human holsters, drug mules
Wanting the finer things in life, using the worst tools
That's why I cherish my nieces
Cuz its they world we building
Only thing more precious on this earth than time, the children
What's a dollar when it come to honor
What's a problem
I ain't tripping
You know friction turn a soldier coward
Bet they get missing when that road gets sour
Look to your right, whoever's still left
You cherish em because hope is power
Still fulfilling my plot
The feeling I got when they turned
They back was empty, it matched the ceiling I got
Cuz sky's the limit, dawg
That's why we in it, dawg
Don't hit the same when you touch change
If it ain't with ya dawg
See, I could lose it all again and wouldn't flinch at all
Too much tryna to keep up with us
That's how you trip and fall
Told the bitch to leave the room
You see me on a business call
Now she ain't feeling me
And honestly, I ain't been feeling shit
Now we lacking chemistry
I a die off in my cell alone before a pussy nigga finish me
I was taught you go to hell alone if I remember vividly
Even if that nigga got 100 steppers like a centipede
Oh, you done bought this bitch Chanel
Shopping sprees in Italy
Aye, better let that bitch breathe
Know when she leave, she gon' pop and squeeze
I'm talking simply
Used to have a hard time trying to make friends
They turned to enemies
F*ck them niggas, cut they lights out
Like we own Consumers Energy
But shit, this iPhone used to have them wrapped around my door a mile long
Came to cop and caught his freak with just a towel on
Teachers used to hit my mama like Miss Tamika
What your child on
Thuggin bad, they like, damn, what steered your child wrong
Look up, mama, your child grown, nigga
What's a dollar when it come to honor
What's a problem
I ain't tripping
You know friction turn a soldier coward
Bet they get missing when that road gets sour
Look to your right, whoever's still left
You cherish em because hope is power
Still fulfilling my plot
The feeling I got when they turned
They back was empty, it matched the ceiling I got
Cuz sky's the limit, dawg
That's why we in it, dawg
Don't hit the same when you touch change
If it ain't with ya dawg