Crunchtime Video (MV)

Rap by myself don't need no help making the singles
It's no time to mingle I keep a chip just like a Pringle
It's all on my shoulder but I am a soldier
No need to go roll it ain't smoking no doja
Bitch is you joking I gotta go get it
Im all in the stu cause I'm in it to win it
Come with the 808s so you'll feel it
I'm cooking these beats in the stu with my, hol up

That was my last shit I'm bumping this new shit
Im getting to commas once I go get it I give it to mama
Killing these beats in the stu like Osama
I'm chasing the paper like Johnny Jay Ossy
Getting real nasty they running a trolley
It's 7 to 1 just like the great Khali
She playing with balls just like it was volley
What am I saying go back to the topic
Shout out to Swizz because we been through it
Now we both grinding out here making music
I swear that I need it man I would just lose it
I need me a m and I need me another one
Coming to get it ain't nobody stopping me
Say it again and I hope that you copy
The road that Im on it's getting real rocky
I'm short and I'm wide so I guess that I'm stocky
You bitches is jokes when you cheating it's sloppy
Step up game look good so funny
Rack up gang when I make this money
Stacks and fame when I make this piece
Hold up your E's cause I'm repping the east
301 stepping like logic I think that I got it
Bobby boy records I hope that I'm on it
Truth is I'm hungry and really I'm lucky
Cause I'm making music I love it
No matter what happen nobody could stop it
I'm on a rise and I'm making these bangers
F*ck with CJ just go listen to danger
Life is too short to worry bout a hater
Change up my style like I'm switching the shader
Travel through Oakland I'm looking for raiders

Rap by myself don't need no help making the singles
It's no time to mingle I keep a chip just like a Pringle
It's all on my shoulder but I am a soldier
No need to go roll it ain't smoking no doja
Bitch is you joking I gotta go get it
Im all in the stu cause I'm in it to win it
Come with the 808s so you'll feel it
I'm cooking these beats in the stu with my, hol up

I'm rhyming through pain yea that shit is major
Breaking through walls and I'm leaving a crater
Leaving some damage I'll get to it later
Running with stars now I'm shooting a fader
It's getting much better though
Check the description I know that you read it hoe
Labeled a winner I hope that you let it go
Travel the world just like it's a merry go
Clap back fee when I let out this music
Rap all that but I think I might lose it
Snap right back but I'm here then I'm clueless
This is my dream but I swear it's confusing
Trap on me can't hit my summit
Back on me can't make my hunneds
Gas on E can't feed my stomach
Still can't tell me I ain't gone run it