We Straight Video (MV)

Talkin bout some, I think I got one coming on the way
Ohhh, never mind
Ayya it's 17 in this bih
Gotta make sure my people straight

I swear that money be callin I'm tryna count up millions
Roadrunnin wit no papers f*ck it let's run up these figures
Don't bring no hatin shit my way get dropped off like I'm Kemba
I'm seeing ice in my future nigga I was born I December
These niggas be fakin but f*ck it cause I'm bringing in some racks today
If you wasn't there don't blow me up how the hell can you expect to get paid
Lot of nights I was down on my knees prayin please lord let us see better days
Gotta do what I gotta do long as I make it my people know we straight

Loyalty disappearing I'm straight
Clique thight wit it we don't fake
Chandalers in the crib wit the gate
I know Ima be there one day
But for now I'm stackin up my cake
Cuttin grass get bread to see the snakes
Done did hella crazy things to get paid
Workin like a migo, undella
Diamonds drippin wrist look like a lake
Culture on my neck blingin you see me
Out here working had no time for dates
Got expensive water coppin Fiji
Pockets heavy I'm lucky to float
Get Mama the shit she ain't had before
Had to be a grinder I was broke
Devil had me in a choke hold
Took a step got knocked back four
Trapped in I'm bangin on the door
Papa Johns was bringing in some dough
Shoutout Milly reppin for the pote
Had four incomes my mouth closed
Still went to school took my notes
Books and streets, I'm smart at doin both
Multitasking feelin like the goat
Eyes open lookin for the prize
Smoke and bumping Mary Jane Blidge
Tired got these bags under my eyes
Through it all I stayed on my grind
Took some losses turn me into a boss
Callin shots I'm feelin like I'm Ross
Off the dirt road talkin Faust
Stay on duty gang on call

I swear that money be callin I'm tryna count up millions
Roadrunnin wit no papers f*ck it let's run up these figures
Don't bring no hatin shit my way get dropped off like I'm Kemba
I'm seeing ice in my future nigga I was born I December
These niggas be fakin but f*ck it cause I'm bringing in some racks today
If you wasn't there don't blow me up how the hell can you expect to get paid
Lot of nights I was down on my knees prayin please lord let us see better days
Gotta do what I gotta do long as I make it my people know we straight

Keep me on repeat just like a gif
You gone turn up and hop cause I'm hip
I roll wit the men in Black like I'm will smith
F*ck wit me and mine pop yo ass like a pill
Nigga hatin and fakin they say ine real
Bottom of the dunji do you know how that feel
Lost my feelings f*ck it man It is what it is
Silentlo status hit his ass wit the whip
Don't like what I do ion care bitch I'm grown
Had to go and get it got this shit on my own
Paintin pictures like I'm Kodak strikin a pose
Ballin hard everyday feel like I'm Derrick Rose
Ain't gone say it again cause I said it before
I be high as f*ck but at the game on the floor
I'm straight outta Charleston but I hustle in Flo
Burner turn you off from distance like a remote
RTG the team that's the status quo
17 Made had to jump off the porch
I made me a list and im reaching my goals
Favorite letter C cause I'm gettin my notes
Member me and cousin wore the same clothes
Tried to plant a seed but God still let me grow
I'm back and I'm better than I was before
After this mixtape I'm finna drop me some more
Been in a drought for a while, comin up
Had to get up fast cause enough was enough
Taylor port or henny keep two cups stuffed
I look up to David cause my life it's been rough
And I took a break, lotta night meditating
The wait is over thank the true fans that waited
I'm finally straight and it ain't no more waitin
Out to get my grease so I can bring home the bacon

I swear that money be callin I'm tryna count up millions
Roadrunnin wit no papers f*ck it let's run up these figures
Don't bring no hatin shit my way get dropped off like I'm Kemba
I'm seeing ice in my future nigga I was born I December
These niggas be fakin but f*ck it cause I'm bringing in some racks today
If you wasn't there don't blow me up how the hell can you expect to get paid
Lot of nights I was down on my knees prayin please lord let us see better days
Gotta do what I gotta do long as I make it my people know we straight